• "I...I...I don't know Mom . . . Can I just have some time to think this through." The young 16 year old boy by the name of Fabian said luing on his bed staring at the windows becoming drenched with rain. "Just think about it honey, look at what your father has accomplished in the last 6 years of his life. We have more money then the president." Fabian's mother, Gina, said to her son in a way to try to convince him to go along with her. "Ma, I am just asking for some time to think about this, plus i'm not the kind of guy who wants to sit all day to work on something that might not even work good, I want to go outside, do something active. Yea I see where you are going with the money but dad could use all the money in the world but will still be at least 100 pounds over weight. I don't want to look like that. I have a reputaion to maintain and i'm not about to let some job ruin what I have accomplished...." Fabian said to his mother in a harsh tone. "Please just think about it Honey" Gina said as she shut his light off and left the room leaving the door open a small crack. Fabian starred out of his window and shook his head to the beat of the rain. tat-a-tat tat-a-tat