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Two can play this game.

“Why don’t you two go ahead?”

Alastair blinks and clears his expression. “You’re next,” he tells me then takes my mom’s hand and leads her to the dance floor.

I watch Mom and Alastair dance through one song, then another, and another when it turns slow and sultry. I shake my head when I see Alastair’s eyes once again focusing on Mom’s cleavage and take that as my cue to leave.

By the way they’re looking at each other, their bodies fused together and his hands on my mom’s ass, I don’t think I’ll be missed.

It makes me wonder how upset Mom really is about Dad asking for a divorce. Though, to be fair, she’s never been shy about the fact that she sleeps with other men.

I open my Uber app and wait for a few minutes for my request to go through. When the car is only a minute away, I make my exit, throwing my coat on and practically skipping toward the door. Suddenly my feet don’t hurt and I have a renewed energy.

I confirm the Uber driver’s name and hop in the back and sigh in relief.

“Long night?”

“You have no idea,” I grumble.

She chuckles. “Sounds like there’s a story there.”

“It’s too long to get into.”

“One of those, huh?”

“Do you get along with your mother?” I ask out of nowhere.

To her credit, she doesn’t seem confused by my sudden change of topic. “For the most part, yes. We’re a lot alike which means we push each other’s buttons pretty often.”

I laugh. “Yeah, I can’t relate to that at all. We’re basically opposites and have nothing in common.”

“That’s too bad. So you don’t get along then?”

“Not really, no. Though, I can’t say one way or another really because we don’t have much of a relationship.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Been this way my entire life, so I should be used to it.”

“What about your dad?” she asks, looking at me in the rearview mirror.

“Up until a few months ago, we rarely spoke but now we talk almost every day.”

She nods, turning left at a green light. “That’s good.”

“Yeah,” I agree.

We fall into silence and I grab my phone, texting Cash to let him know I’m on my way back to my parents’ house.

Cash:All danced out?

Me:I never danced but I’m still danced out.

Cash:Sounds like you needed a better dance partner.

Cash:I’m talking about me, in case you didn’t catch that.

I laugh.

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