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else’s wife at the time. They were divorced now, but that didn’t make it any better, in my opinion. I bet it had nothing to do with the fact that she is comfortable sleeping with married men.
    It was at that point he realized no matter what he said I wouldn’t listen. So he let me get everything off my chest. Little did he know, talking about it was only going to make it worse. Once he let me start questioning and pushing for information, I wasn’t going to stop. I wanted to know how he could tell me every day to follow the rules and always keep my promises to others when he was lying to me and breaking his own promise to Mom.
    He didn’t seem upset that Parker and I caught him, either. He kept a deadpan look on his face, and a bored gleam in his eyes. I couldn’t be sure if it was because he thought I wouldn’t actually tell Mom, or he just didn’t feel guilty.
    “How could you do this to Mom, to our family?” I spat angrily. I felt disgusted that he had done this. He lied, cheated, and tried to worm his way out. It’s sick. I glanced at Parker to see if she had anything to say, but she seemed more in shock than me.
    She awkwardly stood around because she didn’t have a place to sit other than the bed, and she didn’t want to sit there because of what we walked in on. I think she was afraid of any fluids that could have ended up on the bed, or she was trying to find a nice way to leave. She had enough fighting to deal with at home between her parents and siblings. I’m sure standing here and watching my father and I have it out wasn’t how she wanted to spend her afternoon.
    “Lauren, there are things you don’t understand,” he repeated. He had gotten dressed in a pair of jeans and a black shirt after I showed his mistress to the door. At first he demanded to know why I reacted the way I did. According to him it was out of character, and completely out of line, which sent him into another attempt to blame me for finding out about his affair. “Better yet, why are you home? You said you’d be at the library. I raised you better than to lie, Lauren,” he pointed out.
    “You can’t change this topic, Dad. You cheated on Mom. You had the affair. You lied to us. How can you sit there and honestly expect me to let you yell at me when I did nothing wrong? You’re the liar here,” I blurted out, completely surprising my father, Parker, and me with my bluntness. I never would have spoken to my father like this before today. He would have only needed to say how he’s disappointed in me for my actions, and I would have lost my fire in an instant. Hearing that I’ve disappointed someone always makes me feel guilty. No matter what it was for or who it was. It’s the worst thing to hear, especially when I would’ve done anything to stay in my father’s good graces, but not anymore. He couldn’t guilt trip me. He couldn’t sweep this under the rug. Did he think he could get away with this? I’m sure for a while he thought he would. I could only imagine how many other times he had her over while Mom and I were out. Another wave of disgust washed over me.
    There should have been tears, grief, anything else, but all I felt was anger. He had broken the rules, and clearly felt no remorse that I had caught him. Why didn’t he feel bad for what he would put Mom through? She’d be crushed. There’s the grief. My mom would be crushed, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
    “You can’t talk to me like that,” he stated. “I’m still your father, and you will show respect.”
    “Respect?” I scoffed. “I can’t respect you after what you’ve done. I can’t believe you’ve attempted to make me feel guilty for every little thing I’ve done over the years, and then you turn around and cheat on Mom! How can you berate me for coming home early when I caught you in bed with another woman? I can’t believe you!”
    “Now Lauren, calm down,” he said as he put his hands up in surrender. He offered