My mom comes out of the kitchen to see what is happening. "What is wrong with her?" "Nothing. She's mocking me, usually it's followed by a lot of laughter. This time she just laughed." My mom laughs, "What did you say?" Draven huffs and replies, showing my mom the magazine, "I just asked her what this cup does." I almost fall to the floor if he didn't hold me up. "Mom, he thought we still used a cloth. I'm sorry Draven, it's just absurd." "Now, Morgan. Draven is right. It is not comfortable nor sanitary, but we wear so much chemical stuff we shouldn't. We'll need a couple of lifetimes to know if there's not side effects to the exposure to those. The white cotton cloth was the most organic response for women. My mom used it. She's not that old." "Fine. You are both archaic." I reply

