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  1. Big Boned
  2. CONTENTS
  3. Dedication
  4. 1
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. 4
  8. 5
  9. 6
  10. 7
  11. 8
  12. 9
  13. 10
  14. 11
  15. 12
  16. 13
  17. 14
  18. 15
  19. 16
  20. 17
  21. 18
  22. 19
  23. 20
  24. 21
  25. 22
  26. 23
  27. 24
  28. 25
  29. 26
  30. 27
  31. 28
  32. 29
  33. 30
  34. 31
  35. 32
  36. 33
  37. 34
  38. 35
  39. 36
  40. 37
  41. 38
  42. 39
  43. 40
  44. 41
  45. 42
  46. 43
  47. 44
  48. 45
  49. 46
  50. 47
  51. 48
  52. 49
  53. 50
  54. 51
  55. 52
  56. 53
  57. 54
  58. 55
  59. One Month Later
  60. Acknowledgments
  61. About the Author
  62. Copyright
  63. About the Publisher
  64. Backad 1
  65. Backad 2
  66. Backad 3
  67. Backad 4

“I’m not going to date for a while, Lori.” She cut me off. “I need to be there for Zac now, and I think I should probably get some help with getting over the divorce first before I climb into another relationship.”

I smiled at her. “I could ask my therapist for a recommendation?”

She nodded. “That would be good. Thank you.”

We gave each other a small smile, and I was just about to close the door when she spoke.

“Sex!” she said awkwardly.

“What?”

“I mean, the sex talk, we’ve never had it and I . . . well, do we need to have it?”

“Stop!” I held my hand up. “I think I know enough about the birds and bees.”

She nodded and shuffled around nervously.

“I’m pretty responsible, too, if you haven’t noticed. Despite once being wanted by the police and all.”

She smiled. “So you’re . . . um . . . being careful?”

“Mom!” I shook my head. “It’s way too late to be talking about this, I need to sleep, but yes, I’m being careful, and no, I’m not elaborating. Let’s leave it there.”

She smiled at me and shook her head. “Fine. Good night, love.”

“Night, Mom.” I closed the door behind me and walked back to my room feeling a small sense of relief. The kind of relief you get from knowing that you’re making small steps along the right path. That you are beginning to repair things that were once broken. But still, I wasn’t going to be talking about my sex life with my mom . . .

55

JAKE: I have an idea for what you can do with Zac today

I rolled over and reached for my phone on the side of my bed. It was only eight in the morning.

JAKE: Sorry, did I wake you?

I sat up in bed and tried to type while fighting back a huge yawn.

LORI: Kind of. But I’m awake now

LORI: What’s your idea?

I climbed out of bed while Jake typed. I walked around my bedroom, opened the curtains, brushed my teeth, and got dressed all while he was still typing. I even made it down to the kitchen and was halfway through making a cup of coffee before the typing finally stopped and the message came through. And when it did, I smiled. Because this was the best idea anyone had ever had. And I couldn’t think of a better way to spend time with Zac on our last day together if I tried.