”“Your mom’s a nice lady. And ... are we? Going to both go back to bed?”“Remember what I said about not taking you back to bed after we’d ...ad breakfast and Tad went off to school?”“Yes, Ma’m,” I said.“Well, I’ve changed my mind,” she said. “With Mom gone, what’s the harm, right?”“Certainly makes sense to me,” I said.“Can you get your ... substantial friend up again for the occasion?”“I don’t anticipate any problems in that area at all. I think he’s waking back up, even as we speak.”He was. And. “How are you, honey? Are you okay? Have the girls explained things to you yet?”I looked at him suspiciously. “No Dad. We’re going into the kitchen to talk.”It was obvious from the way Dad and the girls were behaving that they were confident that once something was explained to me that I wouldn’t be so upset. My brain started sorting through some possible explanations of what was going on. The first option I considered was that I was wrong and Sam wasn’t Dad’s son. I didn’t think that was very. ." Sarah," Danny interrupted, "I mean...what have you come up with to getthese tattoos gone?" Daniel, you misunderstood. I didn't say I could think of a way toremove the tattoos. I said that we can think of something later. Tattooremoval typically requires several sessions and lasers to try to removeor neutralize the pigment. And sometimes, they don't come quite out theway it was before the tattoo. That's what happened to Angie when shetried getting her ex-boyfriend's name..."Is that our. I walked back out and said I needed to go to my house to get fresh clothes that fit me and would bring all the food out the fridge as it would spoil if I was living with them for the weekend.I had only been in the house for a minute when I heard the doorbell ringing. I thought come on boys let me have a minute to myself. I opened the door thinking it would be them, but the paperboy from earlier in the week just pushed past me and ran into the house. I turned to face him to ask what he wanted.