) The local fabric store cooperated by having as sale on some of that lovely, shiny silky fabric that real men never, never wear, not even while eatin... quiche. So with pattern in hand and bundles of fabric and notions laid out carefully I approached the task.The preliminaries went well. I put the company tabletop on the kitchen table, laid out the fabric and cut out a dress for my daughter, a blouse for my wife and myself. As I cut I indulged in fantasies of medieval ladies gathered in a sunlit. Stupid Kim, stupid!” She always suspected as much, what with the order being in the middle of nowhere, but it paid so much that she took it anyway. With slumped shoulders, the deliverywoman was about to return, but then she noticed something interesting. A side path that leads to a …secluded pool? No, it was something else. It was a natural hot spring! No wonder they build this cabin so far away from the city.Kim always wanted to go to a hot spring, but she was a bit too self-conscious to get. Actually she could have easily been mistaken for my daughter.That first time I was confused and embarrassed and I noticed the smug look in the teenage girl's eyes. But I got over the feeling and composed myself and then the kids went out on their date and I tried to forget the incident.Both Brad and Jennifer had just turned 18 and were both graduating from high school in a couple of months. They seemed deeply attracted to each other so when I heard noises up stairs one Saturday afternoon just. Mother?’ Janice looked up at Carol, with dread on her face. ‘You can do whatever you like, I know you might be too busy with Marge‘s little brother to come here!’ Steve didn’t think his Mother’s face could get any sadder or paler, but it did. Janice stumbled back into Marge and Nancy, as if she had been hit. To Carol, her Mother had just become completely irrelevant. Her new goal was to care for her Father and to diminish his pain, while still looking after her siblings. Carol donned a mask.