"So they use the cabin to spice up their marriages," I say. "Nothing wrong with that... and I really don't want to discuss our parents' s*x life."
"What if..." Kristina shakes her head like she can't really believe what she's saying. "What if the sexy lingerie isn't for their own husbands?" Her question hangs in the air as my sister and I stare at her in disbelief.
"I think you've been watching too much daytime TV," Lauren says, laughing off the accusation.
"Probably," Kristina agrees. "I told you I never should have said it."
Of course, now that it's out there it can't be unsaid. Kristina has opened a door that my imagination involuntarily tromps through, creatively wandering to the far corners of believability. I find myself conjuring up all sorts of scenarios for our parents during
