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Chapter 3

"Your mother?!" Peter asked.

"Your mother is dead, Brian." Stewie said. "We buried her together, didn't we?"

"Not really my mother." Brian said sadly. "She was like a mother to me, though. She was the one who raised me. She… well, was my first family." He felt a little guilty, he didn't want the Griffin's to know about it for some reason.

The family looked quit shocked and excited. Brian rarely talked about his early days. They realized it was a tender situation, and chose their words carefully so they could get as much information from Brian about this so-called "mother" of his.

The commercials ended and Real Time With Bill Maher was back. Lois quickly reached for the remote and turned down the volume.

"Why did she call?" Lois asked.

"She wanted me to come over for Thanksgiving this year." Brian answered simply.

"Well, are you going to go?" Peter asked.

"Of course not!"

"Why not?"

Brian didn't quit know how to answer this question. "It's a family holiday, you are my family now. I want to spend it with you."

"You just said that this woman was like a mother to you. Don't you want to see her again and catch up on things? I think you should go." Lois said.

"I really don't think it's such a good idea." Brian murmured. "I'm going to sleep." He quickly got off the sofa and climbed up the stairs.

"Aren't you gonna call her back?" Peter called after him.

"What are you talking about?"

"You said you were gonna call her back, I heard you." Peter said.

Brian ignored him and continued to walk up the stairs. The last thing he wanted was to talk to that lady. He just wanted to forget about the brief conversation they had today.

As soon as Brian left her eye-sight, Lois picked up the phone and dialed *69.