Glen is coerced into helping his senile mother by his gay nephew Tristan. On probation, Mom burns things on the stove and steals cars for fun. Together they get her into an adult home, where her old lover lives.<br><br>The old man reveals he fathered a child with Glen's mother who was given up for adoption, but he no longer remembers the baby's name. All he knows is it starts with the letter D. Of course, everyone a little older than Glen with a D in his name now looks like a possible stepbrother, even Mom's probation officer, Damon.<br><br>Glen and Damon take a shine to each other. Is there any way for the two to win with such a dysfunctional family?

Glen Saves the World

And that was that. He was still giggling when we got back to the car. “Can you drive?” I asked. Mom got in the back without any trouble, still muttering unhappily to herself. I hadn’t intended to, but I said quietly to Tristan, “Some old guy grabbed my ass,” and we were very careful not to catch each other’s eyes again.


Mom said, “We’re not even Swedish. I’m not even blond. This year. I bleached my hair blond one year and that’s when I got pregnant with Shirley or whatever her name is. You know, the bitchy one.”


I glanced at my list. The next home on our tour was named the Passage to Paradise, Proprietor Norman Bates. When Tristan parked, he looked around carefully, and I asked him what he was doing. “Looking for the quicksand, of course, haven’t you ever watched the movie?”


Chapter 8