i pulled back enough to show him my hands covered in the soft , dry powder . and yet she 'd slept with him and enjoyed every moment of it . `` pulling me away so she wo n't hear . trouble ran in the family , obviously . i hear him toss open the double doors and still , holding a breath in my already burning lungs . perhaps youd both better come with me while i explain . he whispered , `` it 's nothing to get worked up about . '' i can be my mother 's daughter again . 