coming back from the funeral

i just came back from the funeral home, i was afraid i wasn't gonna see the cutie in the premises, as it was about 10 pm, but, alas, he was still there... and i was surprised that he wasn't crying or anything at all, he was sitting next to the dufus boyfriend of his now gone mother, we gave our condolences to the older sister of the deceased, to the dufus, to the cutie, which i took as an opportunity to give him a squeezing-tight hug and to his moody sister, also my condolences to the cuties uncle, which i hafta confess, many-many many years ago, when he was about the cuties age, was my first experimentation and booooy, we got far in our naughty ways, my first bj (but before been censured, remember that the statute of limitations is expired like for over 45 years ago). and he just greets me as if nothing ever happened between us 2 naughty kids, but i's sure he remembers well, he he... anyways my sister and i been speculating what will happen to the mother's house, as she lived only with the cutie and during weekends with dufus... when we were leaving, i saw that the real biological father of the cutie, was there, out of the building, actually, the sister of the cutie called him when their father arrived, i saw him leaving the side of dufus and later on coming back to cuddle by dufus side (lucky bastard), like obviously, cutie and biological father don't have a relationship. so there's no way cutie will be going to live with dufus, instead, my sister and meself, guess his auntie will end up accepting him at her house, good, because she is our neighbour and probably i will have the chance to lurk near him, you know, just to make sure he is doing well, maybe even strike a conversation if i see him all settled in the hood. that's my report, still weird that the boy wasn't more distraught about all of this, dontcha agreed?