“Would you stop saying that?” I roll my eyes. “They’ve been married forever and have six kids together…he’s not cheating.”

“If he is?”

“He’s not!” I yell and slam the frig door.

“If he is?” She ignores my glare and tone.

“Are you going to be alright here by yourself?” I grab my jacket from the counter and put it on.

“I think it’s been going on for at least a year.”

“Brooklyn.”

“I know mom knows.” She says looking at the wall behind me. “She’s mom. She knows it all.”She smiles weakly and a tear roll down her face.

“Why are you saying all this?” I say after a couple of minutes of silence and I have calmed down.

“I saw him.” She whispers.

“What?” My cheat gets tight. Brooke goes on to tell me about how she thought she would stop by and have lunch y with our dad. She was on spring break and wanted to catch up with him. She didn’t make it to his office. She didn’t even make it to out of the parking lot before spotting our father with his tongue down some women’s throat.

“You’re sure?”

“Ashley.” She doesn’t need to say anything else. Brooke would never play around or lie about something so important.

“Does he know you know?” She shakes her head in the negative.

“He didn’t see me.”

“If mom knows, then why hasn’t she done anything?” I’m not really looking for an answer to that question when I ask it.

“Because she’s been married forever and has six kids. Two of which is still under the age of ten.”

“I was happy when I woke up this morning.” I talk to myself out load. I let a tear roll down my face. “I feel like shit now.”

“Are you going to tell me?” Spencer asks me.

“Are you wet?” She rolls her eyes and puts her hand on top of mine that is under her shirt.

“Ashley.”

“My dad’s cheating on my mom.” I kiss her neck.

“Talk.” She says removing my hand from her nipple.

“I’m pissed.” I say sitting up on the couch.

We’ve been lying on the couch since I got home. I left Brooke when my mom pulled into the driveway.

“And?” She says rubbing my back.

“He’s a bitch.”

“Anything else.”

“Fuck!’ I yell. Spencer just holds me as I breakdown in her arms.

It hurts so badly right now. Not because he’s my fucking dad, but because she’s my mom. None of us, my brothers and sisters and I, have ever been stuck on our dad. Even Erin and Trey is mom’s babies. Our dad has never been around as nearly as much as our mom. She’s my mom.

Moms should always have that happiness.

TBC