Marisa would have been vocal about my lack of attention, except that Michael spent more 'working' dinners and weekends at our house. (The divorce got ...glier and with Rachel and I fucking up a storm, the mansion was not a good hiding place.) Karen seemed relieved and at times angry at my absence.She was confused about anything and everything to do with me, especially how she felt about me. We moved towards a relationship like the one Iris and I had, without the sex. She would occasionally take a. When she began, she was sitting on the bench, posture perfect, striking keys and beating time very much like the score intended. Soft and melodic, her music caught me more than by surprise, it caught me like a mercy trap meant for small animals. I'd walked right into it, and the entrance had shut delicately behind me. For the rest of the morning I listened to my scantily clad mother relearn how to play the piano.Eventually she looked up at the clock and said sweetly. "I'm hungry."I wouldn't. More

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