Lisa: So Barry, Cathy Martin was telling me your family has some wild fights and loud screaming matches. Is it true?
Me: Wow, that’s a long story, but my brother just got out of the hospital a couple of years ago. SO that was five years with Adam fighting for his life. Mom was in the hospital 24/7 and came home only one or two days a month. She came home mostly to sleep, but it meant the boys were on our own, and with the stress and all, she snapped. Before snapping she could bite your head off over nothing. She was always tough, but the arguments got worse, and louder, and longer because there was never a clear way to go to save him, so on good nights we’d just sit around crying, on bad ones, the blame game filtered into every aspect, every subject, every bit of our house.
With that, I had put a damper on the romance and possible sex talk. Fireflies were blinking outside, and mosquitoes were easily heard buzzing around inside the tent. Mosquitoes are so much easier to extinguish when there is a hard wall or ceiling to smash them on. It was about 65 degrees, so eventually the topic of sleeping arrangements came up.
Sue: I’m getting sleepy.