"That's my story," Mark said, looking into Katie's eyes. "I hope you're not upset about Sarah. I still love your mother. It's just-"
"Now why would I be mad about Aunt Sarah? I've known there was something between you since I was twelve. Mom and I used to joke about it even. You could have left out the s*x parts though. That was a little weird," Katie interrupted.
"Your mother knew?! And there were no s*x parts. Well not really. I just wanted you to know how much I care for Sarah, just like I did your mother. I guess I did get a little too descriptive. I just get carried away sometimes." Mark was embarrassed and guilt-ridden.
"Oh yes, she used to always joke about you having two wives. She said you had a house wife and an office wife. She felt bad for Sarah because the house wife gets a
