f**k. This was getting confusing. What had Mom told her? Why would she be disappointed in Becky, of all people? It didn't make any sense. I set that aside for a minute. I had arrived at the lake.
This was a small patch of land in the middle of nowhere that my Mom...and I guess now I, owned. I think she wanted to build a cabin here at one point, but instead it became a private camping spot for us, and we rented it to hunters in season. We came here a few times in summer and fall every year. As time passed it became our escape. Where we could go and not worry about being found out. And f*****g in the open by a lake is pretty romantic, too. Mom once shared a fantasy she had of getting pregnant up here, during some wild s*x on the small beach. She couldn't have any more kids but I could at le
