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

Tristan handed me a twenty-dollar bill. “Here. You might need this and Grandma will never miss it. In case you need a taxi home or anything. Don’t ride with Janice if she gets drunk, okay?”


All this time I’d been worried about him and about that David, thinking maybe I’d be finding out he was my brother and Damon was not. Now, I could worry again. About Damon at least, because Tristan sighed and patted my arm again. “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine; I’ll eat some toast and peanut butter and practice my music.” Sigh. And bless me, I questioned this just a little, and let it go. I wanted to believe he was joking, once again. I didn’t have shivers or feel like someone was walking over my grave.


Chapter 22