"What are you doing here, Carl?" Mom asked. Hurt fill her eyes as she looks on me. I colud tell she doesn't want me around. So I thought. She needed help and I was the only person available. "Maurice called and said you needed help." I explained. "Thanks but I think I'll be fine." She said I could tell she needed help. I've never seen her like this before. She looks horrible. "Mom, I called dad over because I figured you'd need the help." Maurice said intently. "I'm fine Honey, I'll just be ok." She said sounding tired. She has been on drugs for a while now. From her divorce with dad it she wasn't my mom as the first mom I know. Her long black hair was mess. It wasas if she hadn't rested for some days. "Kim just let me help please. Your not well and I think I could keep Maurice for a while until you got cleaned up." I begged repeatedly. "Could we pkease go outside." She said. "Okay" I said She closed the glass door behind her and puts her hand in her dark blue jacket. "Carl please don't do this, I beg of you. I'm fine. Can't you see I'm okay?" She asked. "Not to me your not. Just for a few weeks kim anf they'll be yours." He said in a low voice. Maurice stood inside looking through his room window upstairs. He could see that there was a disagreement between them.He wanted his mom to get help in the best possible way and the only person he knew could help her was his dad. "For a few weeks? You promise?" She asked "Just for a few weeks." He answered. "Deal?" I "Deal"All Rights Reserved