She wore a deep blue, nearly black, matronly high society party dress. The chime of ice on glass accompanied her. Her husband, Jen’s father, followe... more slowly. ‘Good to see you, Jenny.’ Carl slipped an arm about Jen. His hand slipped down her waist. ‘Behave,’ Jen whispered. Carl’s hand stopped just above her hip. ‘Come here. Hug your Mother.’ Jen shed Carl’s arm. Balancing the cake, Jen navigated a brief embrace. Bourbon breath kissed her cheek. Jen extracted herself and moved to her Father.. To try and make up for it he took me out to dinner in an Italian restaurant that night. I tried to be a lady and take his effort in good part and while we were having our dessert of birthday cake the waiter brought over two glasses of champagne for us. “Compliments of the gentleman at the table in the corner,” he explained, “He saw me bring the cake to your table.” We looked over and saw a grey-haired, distinguished-looking, man. He smiled at us and we nodded in acknowledgement. “What a. More

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