gulp.
Meanwhile over coffee this afternoon a few of my aunts said something like, ‘And you! What happened with you, I thought you had a boyfriend there for a little bit??” and the kitchen fell silent waiting for me to respond and I just squinted my eyes out the window and wondered, honestly wondered, who the hell she was talking about.
“Well, this year,” I cleared my throat, “there have been a few false starts.”
Everyone laughed, especially the women. Someone patted me on the back. We all felt better.
