Aunts in my Pants (Prelude)
My father said his little sister was “A little eccentric.” Then, she came to Thanksgiving early, and she brought a friend. #NoSex “We’re married!” She showed off her ring to mom, excitedly. Before her wife came in carrying their bags. With short hair, a seater vest, corduroy pants, and boy shoes. I didn’t know what else to call them, they looked like boy’s shoes. Flats, black patent leather, they looked like something my brother would wear to church. Then, dad took the bags, and said “Let me help you with that,” but he looked surprised. My brother whispered, “She’s a lesbo,” and I realized that I was just standing there. Looking at aunt Kay, and having an epiphany. “Of course,” I’d heard of lesbians before, but. “What other kind of lady would aunt Mel marry?” …