3 Sons

I try to tell her that those aren't simple family names but rather biblical. Davidson is to Divide, Geneson is Gene and so on. We follow elders as far as we could until they crossed onto other side of the fence where the rest of us were not allowed. Before they went thru the gate, I kept asking gramps about my findings but he purposefully ignored as if didn't hear.

There is a puppy in the window on the right, and we go up the staircase into a tan building. I recognize that puppy is mine and look down the hall where 3 boys are sitting in front of an older green macintosh. One using the computer is my son and other two are his clones and guardians. Each has a different stage of Bieber's haircut. My son knows that I am the devil himself and that he is my son, but person with me is oblivious.

I raffle hair on the one using a computer then one to the right of him and finally pretend like I am going to do the same to the last one, hesitate for a moment and then do it anyways.