Before I left my parents?? house, my mother touched my arm at the front door and told me she wanted me to be happy again.
??I will be,?? I tried to assure her.
??When, Brian???
??I don??t know, Mom. I really don??t.??
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That night, I went to Olivia??s and we ordered pizza and watched television together. My life had gone from depressing to downright pathetic. I should have been out on the town having drinks and hooking up, but instead I was sprawled on Olivia??s sofa watching a Godzilla movie marathon. Olivia had gone to her bedroom about a half hour earlier to feed Courtney and put her to sleep. Since she hadn??t returned, I figured she must have drifted off herself. Not that I could blame her. There wasn??t much worth staying awake for.