“I’ll have you in court within twenty-four hours!” Mike moved quickly out of range of his father. “Do you know how old she is? Eh? She’s fif...een, that’s how old! You dirty little bastard.” Maurice swung from side to side, almost pulling the phone cord from the wall. Mike shuffled back into the lounge to discover his mother sobbing into her handkerchief. He sat next to her on the sofa and put his arm around her shoulders. She shrugged him off with a simple shake of her head as she brought her. It had been awhirlwind weekend and we were both exhausted.Monday morning was a typical rush out the door. We both said that we wouldtalk at dinner. I didn't miss the observation that Dad and I behavedexactly the same way I used to see he and my Mom on a weekday mornincluding the peck-on-the-cheek goodbye. School flew. I was deliriouslygiddy still. A few of my friends noticed; however, I ignored theirinquiries. I got home first, took my clothes off and started dinner.Dad came home, went to. More

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