He dropped out of the cab, putting on his coat as he went. “Silly woman, she should know better than be out here by herself,” he muttered to himse...f as he burrowed down in his coat. “I have a good mind to turn her across my knee. It is not safe for a decent woman to be walking around the parking lot alone.”As he crunched through the snow, he spotted her coming back so he decided to head back to the truck and wait for her there. Doug circled back behind some of the other trucks and just made it. Xoxo" After breakfast and a shower I was feeling somewhat better and more energized. I had the house to myself with my mom gone till about four and my dad gone till tonight. After the usual house chores and some TV I started getting antsy. I sat back and thought of what had become of me and my mother. This all started with a legitimate medical problem. Even so it obviously turned into something more. I tried putting myself in my mother's shoes. I wondered if the tables were turned. If I had to. We thanked him, grabbed a fresh round of drinks, and changed into our suits and headed to the pool. It was cool by the water, and Mom and Dad had spared no expense on the patio furniture, it was very comfortable. We pulled our chairs to face each other and just started talking. We get along great, but somehow we werent really opening with each other. it was odd, and I had the bright idea of challenging him to truth or dare. Okay, sis, I accept, truth or dare? Truth! Why are you out here with. I was grateful for her persistence. Not only would I not be able to bear seven days a week of Aunt Frances, but leaving the project meant leaving Martha Jane. Aunt Frances didn't let up all day, but Mom didn't give in and didn't even appear to be tempted--for which I was deeply grateful. Maybe there really was a God.In a spare moment, when no one was looking, I found myself unable to resist the urge to stick out my tongue at Aunt Frances. I did so, briefly, about half an inch of it. And just as.