Franzi said, 'I'm just, uh. I'm just trying to get my life back together. Ya know?'

Maike got reacquainted with Franzi. They talked about how things had changed with Paula; that she and Franzi were now living together and that they were really together. Maike was very happy for Franzi.

Maike asked, 'What did your parents say when....well you know.'

Franzi said, 'My dad showed me more signs of life than my mother did when she was in labor.' Franzi and Maike couldn't keep from laughing at the conversation. 'I know she wasn't completely aware of lesvians the way most people are. But atleast she didn't condemn me to hell wit the bible in one hand, and a dagger in the other.'

Maike asked, 'So it didn't go all too well, then?'

You could see the look of disappointment and contempt Franzi had in her eyes. It was aimed at her mother. What kind of a parent would dismiss everything her child had been through for drugs and stealing? And of all the messimistic idiots in the world, this one person was Franzi's own mother. It made things a little easier for Franzi by replaying the incident with Jamie Walters' "How Do You Talk To An Angel" like it was a music video.

Franzi told Maike, 'I told her and my father everything that was more than worth telling. And all she could ask, with almost a years worth of memories on the table, was how I got into drugs and stealing. She didn't even acknowledge the parts about me and Paula.'

Maike said, 'That's normal. She's  accepting it with denial.'

Franzi said, 'She treated Paula like a weed that had to be pulled out, shredded, andthen burned in the nearest compost heap.'

Maike was sure Franzi was over-reacting but she could see how it might be possible to imagine that scenario.