" Tami's fists clenched but she schooled her face into something resemblingrespect. Heather stumbled out of the stall quickly, her eyes wide with fright. "Come on, Tami. Let's just go." Heather said, her voice pleading. Tami looked at her and then Mrs. Rutger. "Sure. We were going to go to theassembly anyway." Mrs. Rutger held the door open for them as they exited the bathroom andturned into the auditorium. It was a huge room, with rows of theater styleseats. A large stage stretched across one end of the room and Tami saw thatthe lectern had been brought forward along with a large table. The students were still talking in a loud roar, with the occasional paperball being flung as the teachers tried to maintain order. Tami and Heathermoved down the isle, Tami clearly looking for seats. "Oh my god! There is a seat right there next to Brad!" Tami exclaimed. Shegrabbed Heather's hand and pulled her into the row. "Hi Brad." Tami said, her face back into the sweet angelic countenance. It was what my parents wished, but I still remember Aunt Anne hiss at Aunt Cathy that it wasn't over yet. We didn't care. We bought a new ranch style house in a semi-secluded location with all the amenities, including a jacuzzi and pool. We plowed the rest into a series of investments. I started at a new school. And got on with the business of living. The greatest change however, occurred just before my 17th birthday.Aunt Cathy tried to carry on with her normal life as if she didn't have a teen in the house. She still ran her real estate business, making a goodly wage. She would still go out of Fridays and "party like it was 1999." I helped out with the chores, but having a nearly grown teen in the house cramped her style a bit.One Friday evening, a cab dropped her off. She was more than a little tipsy. I met her at the door. I helped her navigate to the living room couch, sat with her as she poured out the details of a disastrous date with the bastard she was out with that night. I.
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