Shepherd was the name Mom took when she got married, the name she’d kept after the divorce so her last name would still be the same as mine. “It was normal length. “We just found this place. Could you help me with that?”
I was pretty taken aback by how open she was about her marriage. Just make sure you tell Jimmy to wear some pants this time. She stood there holding the pose for several seconds, with one shoe playfully lifted off the ground and a smile on her face as bright as the pantyhose on her legs. “Just try not to tell anyone I’m your mother when we get there, okay?”
“Um, okay,” I said, feeling a bit confused. I had spent most of the day stressing over it. Are you excited?”
I would have answered, if only she hadn’t chosen that exact moment to set her ass on top of my groin.
