Maria had always been a bit on the jealous side – not drastically jealous but somewhat mistrustful. David on the other hand trusted her in every pos...sible way. He always felt there was no need to doubt her commitment to their relationship. As they were lying there, Maria abruptly asked the impermissible in a relationship: ‘David, do you ever think about other women?’ ‘No, why?’ David said without much conviction. Maria knew David too well. She was not convinced by his reply. ‘Why do you? I. She tore her favorite dress climbing out of a window. Their car was faster than the local cops' and they got away clean, save for the ruined dress. My dad had been to the infamous Plato's Retreat sex club during the Seventies in New York City, with his secretary; mom never suspected. But she did almost catch on when the college-age daughter of old friends of theirs came to visit. “Your father and she took a room at a motel, rather than go sightseeing in the City as they said.” Gram chuckled. . I knew where she was tonight and she was right beside me. I had to get up once for a bathroom break. Roberta had left. The house was quiet. I lay in bed when I returned. Revelations had come today. I thought about my father, my sister and some about my mother.What I had heard about Mom today was a surprise to some extent, but then I remembered how shrill and nasty she had been to my older sibling in the past. For now I was going to listen to Roberta. Yes, she was still Roberta to me. I would. Call him a troubleshooter because that's what he did. Shoot trouble. And trouble comes from people.My mother's dead now. She went early from the ravages of disease. She saw me graduate from college, but she didn't see me get my law degree and she never saw my world. I like to think she would've been proud.My father's never seen my world either, but he's heard about it. He lives inside the four gray walls of a state facility upstate built for people the state feels have earned it. Maybe he did,.