Tuesday, July 20, 2010


Tension filled the house. My parents were behaving strangely. My mother wanted to get a job. It was the 70’s and not many wives worked outside the home. Dad was confused and angry that Mom felt this need. We heard yelling, but never in front of us. Sometimes it looked like Mom was about to cry. “If Dad and I were to separate, who would you go with?” my mother asked me. “I would probably go between the two of you and milk you both for all I could get.” I said glibly. After that, it was never mentioned again.

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