The word was passed down the line that we were to move at double time to the rear but in an orderly fashion. Of course, it was a retreat but it was ex...plained as merely "repositioning" the line so we could gain leverage against their defensive forces. No mention was made of the fact that at this point the Rebel forces outnumbered us almost two to one on this side of the river and that the General had probably mistakenly underestimated the Confederate sense of making a last stand to save their. I was witnessing something private. I’d never spied or snooped before, but after that day, the appeal would start to make sense. The older brother and youngest sister of the Cardello family talked liked Mark and I weren’t even there. I was honored and humbled in an odd way that they’d trust me in this manner. This was what intimacy was. I was charging up for something exciting and mysterious and unpredictable. “Dad?” Devon said switching gears from beggar to bully. “Dad finds out about you and. " Sixty-three?" Leap years."Tami laughed. "Okay, Mr. Math Whiz, but I want a hell of a lot more than fifty years." That's just the start, babe. Just the start."By ten o'clock we were on the road heading south. Mikee drove as we tooled down California-1. She was getting a lot more confident behind the wheel. I wondered if Mom and Dad would thank me for that or want to kick me in the ass.We had lunch at an all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet in Oakland, then took the ferry to our new home, Angel. Shortly after that my father left home, my mothers debauchery knowing no bounds as a constant stream of men, made no secret of their loud and incessant fucking, there were many mornings I awoke with the bitter aftertaste of strangers semen in my mouth, being occasionally facialized, primarily of my beautiful c***dlike looks, saw me driven, like my father, from the family home, and found me where I am now, lying in bed listening to my fathers machinations, almost three years from my first.