“Scorch’s dad is married to Lyle’s sister,” Penny said.
Thanks Penny. Let’s just get it all out into the open.
“He hates her because of that—because they’re related?” Asher asked.
“My father had an affair with Lyle’s sister, who is about twenty years younger than him. He divorced us, married her, and now they live in Mississippi. I think he told my mom that Bliss is knocked up, but she is trying to keep it from me. Yay. The sibling I always wanted will come from the superwhore.” Perhaps I’d been too vehement because my statement caused complete silence. I flung myself on my back to stare at the blue, blue sky. It was easier than seeing pity or whatever on Asher’s face. Okay, so maybe I’d one-upped Penny on spilling my life story. I had no idea where that had all come from.
“Bliss is pregnant?” Penny repeated.
“Yep. I think so. My mom was just about to go through in-vitro when she found out about the affair. It’s not a good subject to bring up and confirm. I’m still trying to never talk with my father, so I don’t know for sure, but that’s what it sounds like.”
“Your father is such a….” Penny couldn’t find the right word. I couldn’t find the right word. I sympathized with her plight.
“Yep,” I agreed. “I’m supposed to spend Christmas with him as part of the divorce settlement. It’s fine, though, because I won’t have to travel as Bliss wants to spend time here in Vegas with her family, so I can spend time with Lyle during winter break. I’m hoping to have my father committed to an asylum before it comes to that.”
“Wow,” Penny said.
“Totally,” I agreed.
“That’s really messed up,” Asher said, in complete agreement.