He slapped them both, their naked bodies and masquerade painted faces exposed to a few of the neighbors.

"You fucking lesbian freaks, you deserve each other. You'll never see my son again!"

He threw his wedding ring at Lady. Becky pulled Gresha (Lady lied about her name and marital status) up to her feet.

"You can't have my baby!" Lady ran at Dime just as he closed the door. Desperate, she picked up a brick and broke out the back windshield. Mashing on the gas, Dime drove off, leaving Becky grabbing "Gresha" from behind in a cloud of smoke.

Before Dime drove off young Harry was staring at the tattoo on Becky's neck, the way he studied it now, years later...

There was a knock on the front door.

"I'll get it for you," Harry said. "I'm out of here."

"I will never forgive you for taking my son!"

Harry's breath caught in his throat when he opened the door and his mother stared him in the face.

One look inside his eyes told her what she wanted and needed to know.

"I remember everything now, Mama. For some reason all the hurtful memories I suppressed has made its warranted debut. Things I forced myself to forget I now remember.

"You did try to stop my father from taking me..."

Lady stood frozen in place, remembering back to that night, the night she brought another woman, that became the other woman, to her husband's bed for the first time...

"I remember dad making you decide your fate the way you forced me to get baptized a few months after you came back into my life. I now know why you didn't have sympathy for me when my Lou was killed by dad's gun...

"I can understand why you told dad to take me, that you really didn't want me, that you wanted to be free. You had a gun to your head. Even in that moment, Mama, you just wanted me to be safe. Saying what he wanted to hear.

"I forgive you, Mama. I don't give a damn anymore. You can't accept my lifestyle because you hide behind yours. You and Lynn share the same trait."

"That's where you're wrong, Harry," said Lynn. She was in the wheelchair, behind him. "Me and your mother have nothing in common, let alone share a trait. Are you mad, son?"

"I forgive you too," Harry said, turning to face Lynn. Harry's mouth fell open. She was standing up, supporting her weak legs with a crutch and using the wall.

"I don't need your forgiveness. I need my son back, alive, so I can tell him that I love him."

"You and Lady do share something valuable, two traits, actually."

Lady said, "She's right, baby. We have nothing in common, or have nothing to say to each other. I hope you finally see that there's nothing like a mother."

"Says the woman that abandoned him. I never abandoned my children."

"Is this a better conversation to have with Judge Harper Hills? A bitch that was abandoned in a wheelchair by her daughters throwing shade when I'm the tree and the clouds blocking the sun?"

"You're both secretly gay women, Mama."

"I'm not gay," said Lynn.

"Right, Officer Becky," said Harry.

"Lynn, you seem to be so sure Mama abandoned me. How do you know?"

"You told me and she admitted it."

"Mama, look at the tattoo on Lynn's neck, and tell me where you remember it from."

"No thank you. The bitch probably got that shit," Lady spat icily. "I still wanna beat her ass for slandering my name to those networking crackers on the news. But I don't do handicap pussy, sorry, bitch."

"Mama look at the fucking tattoo, now, just look at it!"

Without another word, she walked up to Lynn...

She studied the butterflies on her neck and flashes knocked her off balance.

Lady double looked at her. Tears welled. Her hands shook. Gazing into Lynn's eyes.

Those eyes.

Lynn's breath caught in her throat.

"Becky? My sweetheart, baby it's me! Gresha!"

Lynn couldn't hold back tears of joy.

"Gresha? I haven't seen you since Dime had a gun to your head the night he caught us...in...bed..."

Harry smiled. "Checkmate. Or maybe I should say redemption."

Closing Lynn's door and locking it, Harry allowed Lady to embrace Lynn, a woman she once loved behind Dime's back because she hadn't known that Dime knew they were lovers because Lynn, for a very brief period, was one of his hoes...

Aftera few minutes rolled by, Harry said, "Now we can get to the core of our differences, see why our lives are so fucked it. It starts with you and Lynn's affair...