Now.” Her tone was sharp, brooking no argument as she pointed toward the door. How did an old pervert wind up with my beautiful Aunt? Well, here it is.”
I didn’t understand why my Uncle had me feel such foreboding, until I realized that was Uncle Eddie’s sense of humor. I nodded, even though I didn’t fully believe her. I knew I was in hot water – and deservedly so. “Nick! One of them was building a gingerbread house, humming along to “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” as she worked. She looked up and frowned at me -like I had just shit in her bed, and she had to clean it up. Her voice was almost identical to Mom’s but with an extra twang of unrestrained joy. This is one of the most important parts of the night, be quiet, don’t touch anything or anyone, and we’ll talk after!”
I shuffled over, my cheeks burning, as Eddie gave me a gentle nudge toward the cushions. Her shoulders were bare, her cleavage on full display, and she was perched jauntily
