The boy was now stammering rapidly, not able to speak a word further. Eva stood up from the couch and walked up to him, yet again sitting on the bed, facing him. She clutched his hand gently and looked at him, straight in his blue eyes. "It is alright Jack. You can tell me."
The boy nodded his head and looked at her soft and warm hand, touching him in much adoration. "So... ahem.. So.. I had to use the washroom and I went upstairs and.. and saw my mother making out with my best friend." The took deep breaths trying to control his rage.
Eva gasped in shock and covered her mouth with her hands. "What?" Tears started to form in her eyes as she was wondering what the boy must have felt in such a situation. "This is.. too bad."
