What did we do that made you hate us so much?”Mom?Okay, if I was fourteen then she’d be what ... thirty-eight? The last time I’d seen her was be...ore her last surgery and she was um ... seventy-four. Right before my fiftieth birthday. I celebrated my half-century standing beside her fresh grave. She’d looked so worn and tired before that surgery. Too tired to come out of it, apparently. The woman leaning over me looked tired, too. I wondered if I was the reason.There was something else, though,. She means too much to me for it to happen like this, but shit, now she is expecting me to say something. She has that look, so I have to give her something.'"What's wrong, babe? Did you do something bad? Is that why you don't want to talk? Whatever it is, I'm sure we can work through it." No, but my moms are waiting for us to come out there and watch a movie. Shouldn't we be getting a move on?"Then she looked directly into my eyes and failed to blink. I didn't know what to say, but I needed to. I was telling Kaz to stop. She looked like she was enjoying herself a touch too much.”“And you spanked her?”“Only the once. I don’t know if I was too late or if that tipped her over. I guess I was just caught up in the moment.”“You spanked her harder than me.” Laura’s tone was reflective, rather than asking a question.I answered her anyway, “I did. Your turn.”“Bastard,” Laura laughed. “I must admit I was a bit of a mess. Part of why I wouldn’t look was because of what I might see.”Laura lifted. Not a smart move I realize, but at the time, our hormones were doing the talking. After a few hours Kara came home and said he never showed. She said she went shopping for a few hours instead. I later found out the truth. Jordan did show and she was so ashamed of herself and humiliated about how she acted with him that she did not want me to know. Here is what happened. Kara had planned to leave early but while she was walking away her date approached. After talking for a little while her.