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My mother cuts me off “Please, Auntie, we’re here to have a nice dinner It’s too soon to be harassing him before we’ve even had one bite” She picks up the bread froht “Are you trying to scare her away?”

My great aunt haru both Lilly and me the stink eye “In my day, you would have been married by noith an ankle biter on the way”

“Auntie Please” Mom clenches her teeth

“I’,” she says as arlic bread on her plate then passes the basket along to Dad “I had plenty of beaus when I was your age” She slurps water fro a little as she adds, “Even let a few dip their wick before tying the knot with my first husband, Ralph—which wasn’t done” She winks “I was sex positive even back in the day”

Dad coughs

My roans

Beside“That’s a phrase I’ve never heard of—dipping their wick” Her head bows, and she laughs so that in a sentence later”

Aunt Myrtle nods with approval “Finally Someone who appreciates my wisdom”

“I wouldn’t call that wisdoood-naturedly

He’s usually super chill where my aunt is concerned; I mean, what choice does he have? The petite powerhouse of a wouestroom and commands the attention of everyone twenty-four hours a day

The man has the patience of a saint

“I hope you like lasagna There’s enough of it for an entire fainormous slices of the baked pasta dish

“This is an entire family,” my brother sarcastically reminds her

“Alex, don’t talk back to your lance across the table, nota beat

For some reason my brother thinks he’s above the lahen he is seated next to Aunt Myrtle, like the pint-size elderly pixie is going to protect hiuess is true a lot of times? But only when it involves my rounding the kid when he deserves it, regardless of where the offense happens Like at the dinner table with a coer

We each take turns handing our plates tohot fro It’s cheesy and full of h, like Lilly, I don’t discri food

I will eat just about anything

“Did Roman tell you he lived in London last seain “He’s very senius”

I blush, knowing this isn’t true I’h IQ and great cue