Um ... Why is ... she doing ... this?” Sally asked.Gary said, “I can’t figure that out. She picked you right out of the room full of people, for some reason. I don’t know. Maybe she saw someone else who is lonely. I don’t know.”“Can you ... uh ... get her ... to stop?”“Nope,” Gary said.Sally looked ready to cry. He said, “Look. When you are with her, all of the attention is going to be on her. You’re going to be invisible. I kind of figure that you would prefer it that way.”“Yes.”“I can’t figure out one thing, though,” Gary said. He looked at her and asked, “Why did you go to that meet and greet?”Sally didn’t answer. She walked along glancing around at her surroundings nervously. She spotted Betsy jumping from the roof of one building to another. Surprised by what she was seeing, she asked without stuttering or pause, “What is she doing?”“That is called Parkour. I have no idea when she picked that up, but she’s pretty good at it. The whole secret of parkour is fearlessness, and Betsy. “Of course, I still feel bad about last night! Do you think I don’t have feelings?” She pounded her fist on the table, spilled her coffee, and shouted: “I don’t know why men don’t like me!” She broke out in tears and ran from the kitchen and up the stairs to her bedroom.I stood stunned as the coffee dripped onto the floor. I have never seen my mother lose control as she did just now. A quietness settled over the kitchen. Then the toast popped up and startled me.“Oh shit.” I got myself moving and went upstairs to mom’s bedroom. The door was open, so I walked in. Mom was lying on the bed face down with her head on her arms, sobbing. I went over, sat on the edge of the bed and started to rub her back. “It’s okay, mom, it’s okay, we can fix this.”Mom sat up while wiping the tears from her cheeks. “How can we fix this? Men just don’t like me.”“I don’t think that’s true. Can I ask you some personal questions?”“Of course, you can. You know you can ask me anything.”“Did you have a boyfriend.
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