After spending some time consoling my sister and sending her off to watch TV, they turned their attention back to us.
“We’re going to finish this conversation upstairs in my room,” Lisa’s mom said.
I saw a look flash across Lisa’s face that told me the conversation was going to be very one-sided.
I knew from previous conversations with Lisa that her parents both spanked them; her dad with a belt and her mom with a wooden spoon or a slipper.
We trudged up the stairs to the third floor, where Lisa’s parents’ bedroom was, our mothers close behind.
It was a large master suite with a sitting area.

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