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deck running alongside their bedroom and mine." "A Monterey-style cantilevered porch,

probably," Jade said knowingly. "My father designed

a house like that and I saw the drawings," she

explained.

"Thanks for the information," Star said. "I

couldn't have lived ten more minutes without it." "If you don't want to learn anything. ." "Let her talk!" Misty exclaimed, excited and anxious for me to continue. "Go ahead, Cat," she

urged. "I'm listening even if they're not."

"Usually, when they were both in their

bedroom, I would hear some muffled conversation for

a few minutes and then silence. I couldn't help

thinking about it. I had read some things, knew some

things."

"So you went out on the porch and peeked in

their window?" Star asked impatiently.

"Yes, but only a few times," I added.

"And?" she asked, holding up her arms in

anticipation.

"My mother sleeps in a nightgown with a

cotton robe wrapped around her. Every time I looked

in, she had her back to my father and he had his back

to her. I never saw them embrace each other or touch

each other or even kiss each other. I remember

thinking they were like two strangers sharing a room

for the night. How could they ever have made a

baby?"

"No wonder they broke up. I'm surprised they

were together as long as they were," Star said. Misty

and Jade nodded.

"So your mother had gotten pregnant against

her will, didn't want to have sex with your father anymore, and therefore, the only way they would ever