Chapter 22

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"Kate.. Calm down."

"I am calm."

"You sure about that?"

"This is as calm as I'm going to get. Now tell me. Was it Amy."

"No."

"Okay then who did you see at my house."

"It wasn't in person. Say a picture maybe."

"Who was on the photo."

"Her name was Joanna Beckett."

"My mother was your lawyer?"

"Yes, but."

"But what?"

"She was more than just a lawyer."

"What does that mean?"

"Kate, she knew me in ways no one else has."

"So you fucked my mother Rick."

"It's not like that."

"Did you two have sex or not?" I ask.

"Yes."

"Then it is like that."

"Kate.. She helped me. She was the only one on my side. U felt safe with her."

"Did you know she was my mother? And do not lie to me."

"No.. Not until I saw her photo in your dresser."

"And when was that?"

"When I started crying."

"So you told me you loved me, because you felt guilty about fucking my mother!"

"Kate please calm down."

"I'm out of here."

"No. Wait."

"Why, so you can lie to me some more?"

"That's not fair."

"You know what's not fair? You lying to me. And now our feel guilty and want to explain right?"

"Yes."

"Like I said, I'm out of here."

"Kate.. Yes when I first saw you.. You did remind me of someone from my past but I didn't know who until I saw that damn photograph."

"So it was my mother."

"I'm sorry?"

"It was my mother the reason you wanted to know me. It was her the reason you feel in love with me. It was my mother the reason you.."

"Kate that's enough. Now you said you wasn't going to leave me."

"Yeah that was before I knew knew you was fucking my mother."

"Can you stop saying that?"

"What? You ducking my mother?"

"Yes. That."

"Then what would you call it?" I ask.

"Making love." He says.

"(Kate laughs) Making love. Right."

"Kate can we talk?"

"We just did." I say walking toward the door.

"Kate. Come on. Don't do this. Fine I'll come by later."

I slam the door behind me. Walking down the street, I think to my self. What was my mom thinking sleeping with a minor? Why did she cheat on my dad? Was it because he was a drunk. And Rick, how in the hell could he keep something like this from me. I really do live this man. And he tells me this.

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