Just go! With tears of frustration as well as tears of remorse flowing down her cheeks, Amy Westerhuis slammed the living room door shut behind her and fled up the stairs. Bursting into her room she flung herself face down on her bed and wept inconsolably. At least it had ended okay. That was the problem.

A older teen accepts a new way of life and the importance of responsibility. On a sunny Friday in May, Jill walked into her house after a long work week. She put her things down and sat down with the mail, looking forward to a relaxing weekend. It was progress report time and she was expecting this piece of mail.

A Tail of a boy and his Mummy Xenophobio, at 18 had been raised to understand his Mother Dearest's attitude towards the need for discipline for boys and in particular his need for it. Mother Hilda had been a nun for almost forty years,in that time she had spent time as a missionary and teacher in many countries. Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station.

It was just moments after Alice had hung up the phone that she heard her son, Rob, enter the house, and rather quietly he scurried upstairs to his room. Hmmm, she thought, that was somewhat unusual for her son, who always checked in with her when he got home. She heard the door to his room close. This was all so uncharacteristic of her son.. In the six years that her husband, Rob's dad had essentially abandoned them, Rob had really given her no problems what so ever.