“Mom was moving in with Terrence Teller. She was in love apparently, and her marriage had been dead for years. Dad sat in his chair stiffly as she explained this to me. I saw his jaw clench as my mother beamed with happiness. The house would be sold, and I would live with Mom in Mr. Teller’s lakeshore palace. Dad was getting an apartment, and I could stay there on the weekends. I listened, calm and still, as all of this was explained to me. I couldn’t help myself. “Does Mr. Teller know how crazy... you are?” My mother made a movement like I had slapped her, and a smile flickered across Dad’s face. “He knows. He’s been fucking her for a few years now.” For the first time, I realized that my Dad was drunk. Usually, I associated the fumes of alcohol with her, but now, for this meeting, it was him. My mother lifted her head and raised herself, so her back was straight. “I think we’ve discussed this enough for one day. It’s a very emotional time. I’m going to Terrence’s tonight.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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