As I walked back down to the kitchen, I took a few deep breaths and grabbed the edge of the counter. Shit! All I had wanted to do was make sure that she was alright, tell her that her secret was safe with me and even tell her that she was stunningly beautiful and that I had profoundly enjoyed it. And now, instead, because of her misplaced anger, I had gotten a promise that she would do it one more time.

Paula walked down a while later, and wouldn't look at me. Before she left I told her about grandma and the fact that Dad was gone for a few...