Reaching across my abdomen she held me just as tightly, her leg hooking around mine at the knees. XXNX I’ve been so lonely, and you…you smell just like him. I think we almost had each other fooled. Suddenly, I felt moisture on my pecs. Mom was crying. At first I thought it was Cora, the loneliness having finally gotten to her, but peering up at the silhouette in my doorway I realized it was Mom. Those were shoes 20-year-old community college student Kevin Marengo was just never going to be able to fill. My father was a wise, patient man who always knew exactly what to say (and what not to say) to keep everything running smoothly.
