As mom and I wandered from room to room, I felt it hard to contain a nervous energy, knowing Tammy was somewhere in the house. She had a lot to drink, so I figured she was probably asleep already, or at least I hoped she was. I was certain she guessed my real identity, and I was left wondering if mom might be onto me as well. Remembering Tammy's comment about my mole, I tried my best to keep my bare right shoulder away from my mom's eyes.After a cursory sweep through the entire downstairs, mom and I stood together in the kitchen stuffing things into trash bags in near silence. She looked up at me with appreciative eyes, and although she probably couldn't see my own that well because of the hood, I looked back at her with complete adoration. Mom smiled at me weakly, then softy muttered, "Thank you, Mr. Undertaker, for everything."Great compassion welled in my heart as I responded, "You're more than welcome Ms. Pocahontas."My mom blushed for a moment, before saying, "It's Mrs., actua
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