When Eunice’s daughter, Hazel, from a previous marriage caught her stepfather in the kitchen having whoopee with the lady from next door, she was dismayed. Should she tell her mother? Should she simply get on with life as if nothing had happened? It was life-changing knowledge. She liked her high school. She liked her friends. She liked living in this house. All that would change if she spilt the beans to her mother.
Hazel decided to keep silent. But as the weeks went by she became more and more sullen. Her mother didn’t know what was wrong.
“What is it, Hazel? Is it boyfriends or something?”
“It’s nothing,” said Hazel.
And then Eunice announced to Hazel that her relationship with Hazel’s stepfather was over. He had been having an affair with the lady next door and was leaving.
Hazel had never been so damn relieved in her entire life.