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Date: Tue, 21 Feb 2006 15:55:23 +0000
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"You realize, of course, that you're next."
I rolled over onto my side and looked at Chris, who was grinning smugly at
me. "Now you sound like Aunt Gwen, and let me tell you, that's nothing to be
proud of."
"I like your Aunt Gwen she always tells me how big I'm getting."
"Christopher, you're twenty-nine years old -- such things shouldn't thrill
you anymore."
He shrugged and put his hands behind his head, yawning. "Doesn't matter, Mel we
guys always like it when women tell us how big we are."
I groaned and rolled over on my back, looking through my sunglasses at the
white, fluffy clouds forming in the otherwise blue sky. The sun was warm and it
probably would have been unbearable if there hadn't been a gentle July breeze
blowing softly. I thought about what Chris had said and felt depressed again. He
was right: I was to be the only single sibling left in my family -- with no
signs of my status changing anytime soon.
Chris started to snore softly, and I pondered him. We met when we were in
kindergarten and became friends because of our mutual love of bugs and frogs.
Our parents became fast friends when Chris's family moved next door, and we
ended up spending a lot of time at each other's house. He was my best friend
and, at times, my worst enemy. When we are getting along, he is the most
precious friend in the world to me, but he has this annoying habit of always
being right frankly, that really pisses me off.
I remember when we were in grade school: I overheard our mothers talking and
saying that one day Chris and I would probably get married. That thought
horrified me then and still does to this day. Don't get me wrong: I like
Chris a lot, but I'm not sure I could spend the rest of my life chained to
him. If I really break it down and analyze it, I guess it's because we know
almost everything there is to know about each other and that's one scary
thought. The pictures that our parents have of us playing in a three-ring
blowup pool, completely naked, don't help, either. Suffice to say there are
no secrets between us, although it's been many years since we've bared our
bodies to each other.
A car pulled into the driveway, and I sat up, wondering who had arrived.
"I hope it's Aunt Gwen," Chris said, yawning again as he sat up beside me. "I
need that little ego boost."
I pulled my knees up under my chin, hugging my legs. "If you're really lucky,
it'll be Gramma, and she'll give you a sucker."
"Oh boy! Actually, I like your Grandmother too she's one hell of a kisser."
I didn't take the bait -- I learned that lesson a long time ago. "If you're
really lucky, she'll have her teeth in."
Chris grinned at me. "What's on for tonight, anyway?"
"Well, you guys are probably going to go out and get drunk, ogle naked women,
and masturbate like crazy later when you're alone, and we women will probably
sit around and sip punch, exchange recipes, and eventually die of boredom."
"Too bad you can't cook, huh? Actually, maybe you could pick up on a few
tips tonight."
"I can't believe Tim is getting married," I said, changing the subject. I'm
pretty sure that not all women are supposed to know how to cook. Some of us are
meant for bigger and better things, or at least I'm hoping so.
"I wonder if they're having sex yet."
"The whole world doesn't revolve around sex, you know."
"Mine does."
"Seriously?"
"Oh yeah. There are those rare times that I'm not thinking about sex, but
basically, someone is fornicating in my brain constantly."
I shook my head and was about to comment when I heard the voice. No, it wasn't a
voice detached from a living body -- those voices usually just come to me when
I'm alone. No, it was the voice of my Aunt Gwen -- Chris's dream girl.
"Melissa!" she squealed from across the yard, giving me ample time to stand up
and prepare myself for the hugging blow I was about to receive.
"Aunt Gwen!" I tried to match her tone, but that would take stubbing my toe on
something really hard just to hit the right octave.
"Look at you!" she said as she grabbed me and hugged me with the force of a
python hugging a mouse. "My goodness! Little Melissa!" I would have replied if
she hadn't been squeezing me so tightly, cutting off all the oxygen supply to my
brain. Finally, she let me go and attacked Chris.
"And Christopher! My goodness you're so big!"
I watched Chris hugging her while smiling at me. It was quite a sight since
Chris is over six feet tall and the top of Gwen's head didn't even reach his
shoulders. She released him and stood back, smiling at both of us.
"My my! Oh, it's so good to see you kids again, and you both look so wonderful.
Actually, Melissa, you could stand putting on a pound or two you're starting to
look thin, but you're filling out quite nicely, dear!"
I'm sure it was all Chris could do to hold back his laughter. Unless I missed my
mark, he was probably biting a hole in his lip. The thing about Aunt Gwen is
that you don't have to hold up your end of the conversation because she ...
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