"Just hanging out by the pool," I answered.
"You going to feed us, or what, Meredith?" He demanded.
"There's food on the table, help yourself, Ted." Mom smirked, knowing full well he wouldn't touch anything that wasn't set on the table in front of him.
"Serves him right," she groused. "Crabby old bastard never has anything nice to say to anybody any more."
That was the last we heard from dad that night. Mother and I waited until he was in bed asleep and then we went into my room and made sweet passionate love again.
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