Chapter 14

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"What's your problem with me? Ever since I came looking for your sympathy because you're a woman, thinking that you would understand. I have been undermined and labeled a slut, at your discretion. I came here as a victim, but your son is the victim. But it seems like you placing blame on me for your past and your secrets. I wanted clarity on Perry, to see if he is worth getting another chance. But I don't have to worry about that, not anymore because you messed it up. And this time there is no blame on me, it's all pointed at you."...said Jane

"I did not label or call you a slut. It's the way you are that makes you look and act like a slut."

"So I should change my appearance? Should I start dressing like you? A homeless person, because that is what you look like. It looks like those clothes were very popular in the 80's not so much now. You didn't have to label or call me one, the way you came off made it seem like you did."...said Jane

"So did you get your clarity?"

"No, because some bag lady robbed him of that."...said Jane

"Bag lady? I have you know that I was the talk of the town back then, even with these clothes on they wanted a piece of me."

"Ok stop hearing old ladies talk about their sex lifes makes me want to puke. Yeah nobody wants a piece of you not now not after they heard that your son was having sex with his half-sister and you didn't do anything about it. You may have been 'hot stuff' back then now they just call you 'dead stuff'."...said Jane

"Old lady? Who you calling old?"...asked his mother

"Ummm...considering Perry's in his twenties, I say you."

"Then why can this old lady still get her hands on your rape file?"...asked his mother

"That's easy your a stalker, and you'll do anything to protect your son, that includes not seeing or talking or visiting him for most of his life. Oh right silly me you weren't protecting your son. You only came around when you heard that there was business stirring about."...said Jane

"You tell me? Why are you here talking to me when you have your own mother to talk to?"...asked his mother

"I went to the one person that basically taught your son everything he knows. You just don't know it. But everything you put down he picked up. Everything that he saw you do he did. I didn't want to talk to my mother about this because she would turn it around and say that this is about her. I can barely get the word 'rape' out because she will think it is my fault. That I lured Perry. That is not true, I didn't like Perry I feared him I saw the way he treated woman. He was trying to make me jealous but really he was making me scared."...said Jane

"But why do you think I taught my son all this stuff?"

"Do you see his father around? Do you see him around to teach him? After his father left you were the only parent. You werent a good parent. Because if you were you would of noticed. He saw you flirting with other people married or not married. He was a kid 9 years old and you let him watch that. I don't think you notice but those rape photos are from the stuff he watched over the years. What was so god awful about your life that your son had to go back and pick up the pieces? I mean you had everything that you wanted. Mostly."...said Jane

"How could you stand there and let her treat me this way Perry? I am your mother."...said his mother

"Your not my mother to me your just some stranger, that I don't even know. You deserve every bit of crap she is throwing at you right now."...said Perry

"I am your mother. Do you really want to chase this woman for the rest of your life? I mean she doesn't even like you, and I highly doubt that she was going to give you another chance."...said his mother

"I don't know maybe she was or maybe she wasn't but at least she thought about it. It is more then I can say for you."...said Perry

"I'm going to let you in on something. What makes me inferior and mature? Is that I don't expose my sex life and that I stay in a persons life and I don't show up only when bad things are happening. How is that for maturity?"...said Jane

"But then why do you dress like a hooker a call girl. No, seriously you look like a freaking call girl. If I have to say I think that is your job."...said his mother

"Speaking of jobs how's mothering coming along? A call girl? Are you serious? A call girl requires you to have sex and the last time I told you I was a virgin. I am a high powered attorney, who weats suits and skirts. And what do you wear a nightie?"...asked Jane

"Is that why you write in your journal?"

"You...you read my journal? That is a breach of privacy and you trespassed. There is something seriously wrong with you."

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