“Chass sweetie, I just talked to your uncle John, what in the hell is going on and why am I just now finding out about this?” she asked. “Mom, (I sighed), I’m fine, I just met a guy that just so happens to be Nathan Crow’s son Jet.” “And, what else? I’m sure there’s more to this story or you wouldn’t be coming home.” I could hear her sniffle. “Mom..it’s just..I like him, I spent some time with him and well, I uh.. I just want to come home and get away for a few days.” I couldn’t tell her that I had slept with Jet. “Oh Chass, baby, tell me you didn’t sleep with him!” she cried into the phone. When I didn’t answer her right away she knew the answer. “I’ll see you this afternoon mom, please don’t be mad at me.” I pleaded with her. “Chass, I’m not mad or disappointed in you, I really don’t know what to say. We can talk about it when you get here. Drive careful.”
