Where's Momma?

<p><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>She is in a better place.  </em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Everyone said that. But four-year old Lenny knew better. Mommy had a good place to be and that was home right here with him. He knew what to do. He would go to Heaven and bring Mommy home. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Third grade Lenny slammed his glass down in protest.  </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>I don't want someone else's mommy I want my own.</em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(51 51 51 1)> Running to his bedroom crying he slammed the door. His new mommy-to-be sat stunned at the dining room table now covered with milk dripping onto the floor.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Middle School Lenny bonded with his friends and formed a little gang.... of shoplifting. He idolized his friends - one for all and all for one forever friends. Much better than the cold indifference of home.</span></p>