“Mom?’
(Hear the sound of a mother suddenly bolted from a deep, slumbering sleep in the middle of the night)
“Ye-yes Br i a n?”
“Mom, they said on the news Michael Phelps smoked pot.”
“I wouldn’t believe everything you hear son.” (Said through squinted eyes as I turn on a light)
“Mom, no they have a photo.”
“Good lord Brian it’s 10:00 why are you up? And why are we talking about this now?”
“Because I want to watch him in the Olympics in four years.”
“Sigh. Son he’s just a kid not much older than you with a lot of pressure. We all do crazy things sometimes … like waking your mother up to discuss something we can talk about in the morning!”
“But will they take away all those medals?”
“No son. He just struggles with ADD and probably a really active brain looking for new experiences. We can talk about it in greater detail when I am awake. But you should know that I still like him and it’s OK to still like him. I like Babe Ruth and you should hear the stories about him. ”
“OK, good, but why would a friend take his picture about that and give it to the news?”
“Ah, now that’s the part of the story I’d really like to discuss IN DAYLIGHT. Can we go to sleep now?”
“I guess. But since you’re awake, can I have some cereal and milk?”
Until next time-
C
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