The Big Secret...
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Okay, to give my parents a break I was only three...but from my point of view this is how it happened: We were living this sweet little life with a great neighborhood, kids my age, trees, a river a couple of blocks away, trees, a neighborhood dog, trees...did I mention trees? Then one day my mom sends me over to the neighbors house to "play". This should have been my first clue, I never played inside the neighbors house. She was a couple of years older than me so our relationship was really based mostly on who was holding the jump rope or who had chalk to play hop-scotch with. She was in on it though. I know that now because of two things - 1 - There was a vase with little fake flowers on her table that said to "Cathy" - Cathy is my mom. She lied and told me they were for her Aunt. 2 - I looked out of her window and saw a Ryder truck in front of my house. I asked what was going on and she scooted me away from the window. Later, in Arizona, the vase she sad was for her aunt showed up on our dining room table.