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Chapters (98)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Who’s Who in Anna K(in order of appearance)
  5. Part One
  6. I
  7. II
  8. III
  9. IV
  10. V
  11. VI
  12. VII
  13. VIII
  14. IX
  15. X
  16. XI
  17. XII
  18. XIII
  19. XIV
  20. XV
  21. XVI
  22. XVII
  23. XVIII
  24. XIX
  25. XX
  26. XXII
  27. XXIII
  28. XXIV
  29. XXV
  30. XXVI
  31. XXVII
  32. Part Two
  33. I
  34. II
  35. III
  36. IV
  37. V
  38. VI
  39. VII
  40. VIII
  41. IX
  42. X
  43. XI
  44. XII
  45. XIII
  46. XIV
  47. XV
  48. XVI
  49. XVII
  50. XVIII
  51. XIX
  52. XX
  53. XXI
  54. XXII
  55. XXIII
  56. XXIV
  57. XXV
  58. XXVI
  59. XXVII
  60. XXVIII
  61. XXIX
  62. Part Three
  63. I
  64. II
  65. III
  66. IV
  67. V
  68. VI
  69. VII
  70. VIII
  71. IX
  72. X
  73. XI
  74. XII
  75. XIII
  76. XIV
  77. XV
  78. XVI
  79. XVII
  80. XVIII
  81. XIX
  82. XX
  83. XXI
  84. XXII
  85. XXIII
  86. XXIV
  87. XXV
  88. XXVI
  89. XXVII
  90. XXVIII
  91. XXIX
  92. Epilogue
  93. Author's NoteWhen Jenny Met Anna
  94. Acknowledgments
  95. About the Author
  96. Newsletter Sign-up
  97. Contents
  98. Copyright

“Mom! Hey, Mom!” he called out, heading into the kitchen to see what he could find to eat for a quick lunch since he was missing pizza day at school.

When his mom didn’t answer, he put two Hot Pockets into the microwave and went looking for her. In the hall, he heard music coming from his parents’ bedroom. When Steven opened the bedroom door, his mother was lying on her back in bed while being attended to by some naked guy with an enormous winged dragon back tattoo. Steven’s first thought was he must be experiencing his first acid flashback, because there was no way what he was seeing was real.

Luckily his mom and Mr. Back Tattoo were so caught up in the throes of passion that neither of them noticed his presence in the doorway. Seconds later Steven was back in the hall with his forehead pressed against the wall and his mouth still hanging open. He just stood there listening to The Isley Brothers’ “Between the Sheets” playing loudly through the door. Steven instantly recognized it as the melody that The Notorious B.I.G. had sampled for “Big Poppa,” one of Steven’s all-time favorite rap songs, making the whole thing ten times worse. Dumbstruck was the only word that could properly describe Steven’s state of mind. Actually, flabbergasted and gobsmacked would also have worked. His bewilderment quickly turned to nausea, and he barely made it into the foyer bathroom before he threw up the chocolate Muscle Milk he had just downed minutes before.

Steven, shaky and sweating, paced around the foyer trying to decide what to do. Eventually he landed on a plan of action, which was to flee the scene of the crime he had just witnessed. He left his mom a Post-it Note on the front hall table along with her Valentine’s gift from her husband and took off.

Steven asked the doorman to hail him a cab as he felt unable to work his phone and order an Uber. Soon he was in the backseat heading toward the hotel. What struck Steven the hardest was his inability to process how he was feeling, besides being in dire need of mouthwash. Steven reminded himself that his dad regularly cheated on his mother, so it shouldn’t be surprising to find out his mother was doing the same, but it was. It just seemed so wrong and disgusting to him, mainly because this was his mother. He couldn’t really think of her as a woman, let alone a sexual being.