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Chapter 4 EVER SINCE YESTERDAY, when my mother revealed that she was cheating on my dad the whole time they were married and now they're getting a divorce, I haven't been able to think of anything else. The whole way home, I kept thinking of different questions I should have asked. But then I thought, well, even if those questions had come to mind at the time, would I really have had the guts to ask them? Maybe. I asked my mom if she'd cheated on my dad. That was a big deal. But I didn't think about that question. It just popped out of my mouth. I doubt if I could stew over a question like that and then actually ask it. I don't think I have the guts. I'm surprised I even had the guts to call my brothers. We haven't been close in years, but I thought I might try to glean whateve