I really was fuming. "The Roman's thought it was going well as they fed Christian's to the lions," I said hotly."Mom!" he protested."Oh, go to bed," I... said disgustedly. "We'll clean this up in the morning."We did not clean up in the morning, but spent the next hour and a half picking up the mess, both individually and working together, starting oddly enough with me picking up two or three empty soda cans, and Todd gathering half-a-dozen discarded paper plates and depositing them in the trash.. My father was not usually quick to anger, but I had never seen him this filled with rage. His face was bright red and there was sweat on his brow. He appeared barely able to speak he was so angry. As soon as he saw the video, he grabbed his phone."Jayne?" he barked into it, talking to his daughter, "Where are you? We need to talk now! No, it can't wait. We're coming down there."He stormed out of the room and we all followed. He slammed the door behind us and we got into the car and drove across. The spring didn’t flow year round, but when it did the water spread out into a small wetland. This ensured that we had wildflowers in this area in every part of the year except the dead of winter. I could see the wheels turning behind her eyes. “So let me get this straight,” she said after a long moment’s thought. “You know about me with other men, and you’re okay with it. I know that you’ve had other lovers, but I never wanted to talk about it. We’re adding Denise and Roger to this mix, and. I swear, he was scared to death of her the few times I saw her get mad. Mom was a nurse at Kaiser. She could tell stories for hours about the lousy service and the runaround the patients got. She did pretty good, but I could always tell when one of her patients died on her. Mom didn't smoke or drink and she very rarely cussed.So, it was Friday night, probably Saturday morning by now and Darrel and I were on the couch in the living room. Mom and Dad had gone to bed before we got home from the.