Free Blogger: MR CAMEL TOE - MRCAMELTOE cried for about another 30 seconds when she again said through her sobs, "I caught Gail with . . . with . . . she was . . . was," each time she tried to get a word out she struggled between crying and talking. Maura blew her nose into a fist of tissues she was holding, took in a really deep breath and said, "Gail was kissing another woman."
"But it's New Year's, Maura, everyone kisses everyone else at parties. You know that." I was trying to be the voice of reason and hopefully help Maura see she was being rash. I really like Gail and didn't want to see them broken up.
"You don't understand," Maura countered, "they were kissing before midnight."
I gulped and could only say, "Oh." Maura had her head on my chest again and I stroked her hair trying to calm her and figure out what to say next. Maura seemed like one of my daughters and age wise she wasn't much different. She was actually a year younger than my middle daughter who was 20 at the time. I looked upon her like one of my daughters and felt a bit protective of her that was as well. I then gave her a very fatherly kiss on top of her head.
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