What in the hell kind of crap is that?”“I think that might be the reason you need to talk to her,” Mark said.“I don’t want to talk to her,�... Dexter said.He knew that he sounded like a petulant child, but his feelings were still hurt. He wasn’t even sure how he would react to seeing her. Part of him wanted to cry and part of him wanted to hit her. He wasn’t sure what part would win.Mark said, “You need the closure.”“I figure she was fucking some guy and wanted to move in with him. After she told. How much of a fling was anyone's guess and not my problem. That raised another question. Had Rosemary told her about the spanking as Shawna had originally told her before?I doubted that somehow. Hank poured my drink and screwed the lid back on the bottle. He stood looking at me for a second. "Life isn't a rehearsal Joe. There are those that do and there are those that reach for the bottle to keep their regrets at bay. To live a life of regret is to live a life unfulfilled." I lifted my head and. Then I would sell my photos to my friends and your boyfriends. You got so pissed and screamed at me and punched me in the stomach when your boyfriend showed you a photo I sold him. But you didn’t seem to care too much when I continued my craft. Even when the next boyfriends turned me in. You would just laugh and tell them that I was cute and fun. I made enough money to buy myself a new bicycle that summer. The one group of photos of you lying in bed with the covers pulled back and you reaching. ”“Thanks, Beautiful!”“You know Joseph, the last two years it looks like you’ve gotten even better looking. You remind me of your father at that age.”“Not you too, mom.”“What?”“Nothing ... Thanks for fixing spaghetti for me ... you know I love you!”“Yes, I do, dinner in an hour.”An hour later we all sat down to a steaming plate of spaghetti with sourdough French bread and cold milk ... my favorite all-time meal.I had Karen on one side of me, and Clarice on the other.While passing around the food.