Isn’t that what friends are for?” Jayne said. “So we can share mothers. My mom and I used to go at it something crazy when I was a teenager. Our fights would get so bad, Jeff and Dad would flee the house. Rascal—that was our dog—hid under the bed with his paws over his ears.” She laughed. “Funny how as soon as I finished high school, Mom matured. Now we’re really close, friends even.”
— Sep 24, 2026 05:21PM
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