“This thing equipped with anything to drink?” she asked Gower. He nodded, and Martini pulled out a bottle of Coke. “Straw?” “Sure, thanks,” Mom said. “I was hoping for something stronger, of course.” “Not safe yet, no need to be impaired,” Gower said. “I want some answers,” I said again. “Like right now. Mom, what is this, welcome to my secret life?” She sighed. “I didn’t want you to know until you were old enough.” “I’m twenty-seven. When did you think I’d be old enough, when I was forty?” “Maybe.” She smiled. “Your father doesn’t really know, either.” “You haven’t told Dad?” I was shocked to my core. As far as I knew, my parents had no secrets from each other. And now, here was my mother, Mrs. Rambo, and Dad had no idea. Martini leaned forward and offered his hand. “Jeff Martini. I plan to marry your daughter.” Mom laughed as she shook his hand. “Angela Katt. I want the write up of your full financial portfolio and family tree.”
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