““Holy crap, mom!” laughed Regan. “You look so much better.”
“Watch the language,” I answered, smiling in spite of myself.
Jeremy frowned. “You really are getting divorced, aren’t you?”
I sat down next to him on the sofa. “To be honest, honey, I really don’t know.”
“Well, when Hugo’s mom got divorced, she lost weight, bought a Humvee and a giant set of hooters. Now she has two or three boyfriends and he hardly ever sees her.”
Regan rolled her eyes. “Hooters? You’re so gross.”
“What? It’s true,” he said.
I smiled. “I assure you, that won’t happen, here.”
Both of them looked at me as if they didn’t quite believe me.
I raised my eyebrows. “Look, the only reason I had my hair done was because I need to find a job. Your father and I could really use the extra income right now.”
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