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CHRISTY:

Clara's eyes widened, while she pointed her hands at me.

I had enough.

My Dad just died. I learned my Mom cheated on my Dad while he was still alive. My husband loved a woman who was already dead.

Could you blame me for what I answered? Clara. She never failed to blurt out the things in her head.

"Did you hear that, Everette? Did you hear your wife? She disrespected me! Your relatives heard it, too! She embarrassed me in front of the other people,” she cried out. “She has no respect.”

Clara looked at me with disgust.

Everette heaved a sigh while his hands snaked around my waist. Clara was watching all her son's movements, and the more Rett was getting touchy, the more she was angrier.

“Why don't you tell her to exercise? Having a fat body has a lot of disadvantages.”

Fat.

Finally. She was able to use that word.

“Mom. You're disrespecting my wife, too,” Everette declared in a controlled voice. “Don't call her fat. She's the sexiest woman in my eyes.”

Clara looked at me