Chapter 2893 Split My Poor Little Pussy:>55

"Funny, well let's see, ah I first met Rhea just before you sold the house in Arkham. She explained a lot which you left out. She wanted me to know about the changes you were going through. She told me so many stories about her people and what a blessing it was that you were joining them. By you she meant you and Cindy. I was in shock. I knew the universe was a big place but to actually meet one. We drank as we talked. I drank a lot. I was pretty shit faced by the time my head hit the pillow. It wasn't until the next morning that I knew something was wrong. Okay, that is not the right word. I knew something was different about me. First I woke without a hangover and there was something subtle about my reflection..." It hit me like a ton of bricks. Mom nodded and got up and walked to her bathroom. I followed her. She was standing in front of her mirror and as I watched she removed her makeup. I watched as she removed what looked like layers of cosmetics. She washed up and as if by magic the lines on her face vanished. Mom wasn't using makeup to look good she was using it to hide her age. I remembered a picture in her wedding album with dad and I knew that the clock had been run back. She finished splashing water on her face and dried off.