I found some old pictures of Bermy on his computer, him and the fam. The best one was of him grilling stakes in the back yard. There were two kids, a boy and a girl five and sixish, running around a kiddie pool. He was fat and in the photos looked almost forty. He was dressed in cargo shorts and a way too big striped polo, not the usual skinny jeans and v-neck which I had come to know as his usual uniform. It was his grin that gave him away.
I found a video a short video of Gomez. She was wrapped up in blankets on the Bermy's bed. It looked like a Sunday morning after a Saturday night kind of thing.
"What are you doing?"
She tossed a pillow at the camera and turned her head, her blond pixie cut disheveled.
"Say it, " said Bermy.
"Go away."
"Say it."
She turned and looked at the camera with a sleepy smile.
"My name is Brenda and I drive a mini van--"
And with that it was over.