As the TV softly departed it's accounts of events and weather Mom said, "Let's go have some lunch, and I'll get the money out of the bank."
"I'm nervous."
"We don't have to get the money."
"No, I have to find out."
Pretty carried the basket into the bedroom, and set it on the bed. She put some items into the closet. Then she picked up a pair of underwear and looked at them, "Once I catch you, you cheating a$$#@!E, you'll be washing your own boxers."
She tossed the boxers back in the basket, and left, "Mom. I'm ready."
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