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    Masked Identity – (Chapter: Clay & Glen Decide)

       "I can’t believe you’re letting her go. You know she’s going to that girl’s house."

    Arthur sighed and began to rub his temples.

       "That girl is Ashley. And this has absolutely nothing to do with that. So drop it, Paula." He turned his attention to the two teenage boys sitting on the couch. "Boys?"

       "Mom, have you been cheating on dad?" Glen tried to keep his voice steady, but it wavered a bit.
       "I don’t really believe that is something that needs to be discussed right now, Glen."
       "So, you have been? I mean you can’t just fall in love with somebody else when you’re supposeably in love with your husband, right?"
       "Glen just decide who you’re going to live with so I can go, please."
       "I choose dad."
       "Me too." Added Clay
       "Ok then. Well I’ll still be living near here so you guys can visit whenever you want." She got up and hugged them both. "I’ll call and tell you the address. take care, be good, I love you both."
       "Love you too"
       "K mom."
       "Bye." Paula walked out the door.

    —-

    Spencer has been sitting on the front porch. She intended on going to Ashley’s but she had to stop and tihnk for a bit. She must’ve dazed off because before she knew it Paula walked out the door. Spencer moved over so she could get down from the porch, but Paula just stopped and glared down at her.

       "What do you want mom?"
       "I want you to know that you were a helping cause in destroying this family."
       "What the hell did I do?"
       "You’re sick Spencer. You keep hanging out with that girl doing only God knows what. It’s disgusting and wrong. You’re an abomination of this family."
       "What the fuck does this have to do with you and dad getting a divorce. The divorce is you’re fault. If you could keep your fucking clothes on when you’re around that Ben guy, if you still loved dad, if you worked harder in keeping your marriage going, than you wouldn’t be getting a divorce. Then you’re two sons would respect you, honor you."
       "Don’t talk to me like I’m a teenage girl, Spencer. I’m you’re mother and you will respect that young lady!"
       "You lost my respect long ago, Paula."

    Paula scoffed and walked off to her car. Spencer sat there in anger. Tears running down her face. Not because she would miss Paula, but because Paula wouldn’t miss her. Spencer decided against sitting there and thinking. Figuring it would break her down. And began her walk to Ashley’s house. To Ashley’s arms. To her paradise.

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