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Myon the bar next to Tommy’s wife Heather, which wasn’t super out of character for either of theh and announceto teach my mom some kind of etting it

“I think you’re doing it wrong,”her head at Heather

“I’,” Heather replied in exasperation “I’ to show you how to do it Look—” She swiveled her hips in soure out, but was impressive Heather had moves, even when she was sober

“I could do that,” Rose said, pointing

“Don’t,” Mack said with a laugh, raising his beer to his lips “I’m not watchin’ you do it while I’m sittin’ in the same room as your mother”

“I’ll wait until we get ho as he reached over and slapped her ass

“Maybe shift onto the other foot?” Aunt Callie called to hter and Mack

“Shifting isn’t going to help,”Aunt Callie off

I watched as Aunt Callie’s expression grew irritated, and I s the two of them my entire life—the way they played off of each other, supported each other without reservation, even if they knew the other one rong, and loved each other as much, if not more, than they loved their spouses—and I knew that Aunt Callie was about to school my mom

“Like this,” Aunt Callie said in exasperation, copying Heather’s moves almost exactly

“Oh, co her eyes as Lily whooped in encouragement

“I don’t think I should be seeing this,” Molly said, her eyes widening She was listing to the side a little and braced her elbow against the table “You’re like my mother”

My lee

“Get off the bar,” Aunt Callie shot back, picking up her drink “You’re gonna fall and break your hip, and I’ your ass for you when you do”

“Lies,” ility of so her do it hed “You’d wipe my ass”

“Can we not talk about wiping asses?” Heather asked, cli down much slower

“Why?”to look at Heather “You have some problem with poop?”

Heather pressed her lips together firmly

“Is it the smell?” my moular, so—”

My hiding spot was blown as Heather raced past me toward the bathroom

“Hey, what are you doing over there?” Molly asked “Coled

I had to admit, it was impossible not to like Molly, especially when she’d been drinking