When she got pregnant with me a year later, they did toss her out. They almost threw her out of high school for getting married in the late 50's.

Perhaps I should tell you a little about my Mom and I. I hate it when she pulls that out! 'I'll come over tomorrow after work,' I groaned good-naturedly. 'Yes, I know,' she blithely tossed aside my objection, 'But I really need your help.'Īnd there it was. 'Mom! You know I hate cats! And now you want me to bathe them? If I clean a cat, it's in preparation for fricasseeing!' I protested. 'I don't want to take them to the vets or the groomers because I can't trust them to do a thorough job.' I think they need a bath with the strong stuff from the vet to kill all of the fleas and give them a clean start,' she blurted out in a rush. 'I've tried the pill and the stuff behind their ears, but they both have too many fleas. 'Well, Hazel got out and picked up some fleas.' 'What about the cats?' I replied as expected. 'Well, it's my cats,' Mom said, letting the pause come to term. 'Mom, you know that I'll do anything that I can for you,' I replied with trepidation. Now you can say no and it will be OK, but I could really use your help.' 'Hi honey,' Mom said, 'I have a huge favor to ask you. You know you are in trouble when the conversation starts out like this. I saw that it was Mom calling and I picked it up right away.

Any flaws are, of course, remain my responsibility. If this story appears at all polished, it is due to the efforts of the brilliant Lady Cibelle. If it doesn't offend you, then I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. If that kind of thing offends you, STOP READING NOW. This work is also copyright protected and all the usual legal mumbo jumbo applies. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. Author's Note: This is a work of fiction.

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