I never trusted a single person in my life, even as a kid. There was Dad with his 'Santa Claus' and Mom with her "Going Blind".
Even my Aunt Jane who would come over and sit with me when the parents were gone was a fake. One day I saw her at my friend George's house and HE called her Aunt Jane too.
Guess what? They actually paid that woman to become my Aunt Jane. I never told George. He was delicate. It would have killed him.
-Brian Pickle
