<div class="floatright">(http://img705.imageshack.us/img705/6089/003blondeingray.jpg)</div>Michelle couldn't help but smile.  It let her relax, something she really needed to do.  Yet, just feeling good and letting herself be happy seemed to somehow bring back memories, as if she felt guilty.  It was something she was going to have to get over, she knew, but she wasn't sure how.<br/><br/>"They went after my mom," she said, breaking the mood likely without having meant to.  "I don't know if you've had people targeted, I hope not, but..."  She closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath.  She wanted to be ready to talk, but she just wasn't.<br/><br/>When she next opened her eyes a moment later, she was back to smiles and sunshine.  "So, was your dad a real monkey also?  I mean..."  The faintest blush appeared on her cheeks.  "When I first saw that and found out, I was like, 'Eww, mom...'"