Alex
Christmas Eve brought a steady but slow snowfall. Our grandparents came to visit at Christmas Eve dinner, their arms overladen with presents. I called my paternal grandparents Ma and Pa. I did not know my maternal grandparents that well. Mom’s father had remarried a couple times.
“Dad, remember when you told me that Chasity’s Dad and Mom were step siblings?” I said, keeping my voice low.
I had followed him into the kitchen just before we started dinner. Dad sighed.
“Yeah,” he grumbled.
“So Mom’s Dad…” I began.
“Your mother’s father and Chase’s mother got married but they’re divorced so Ronnie and Chase are technically ex-step-siblings. Not a big deal,” hissed Dad, worried about being overheard.
“So Chasity is our ex-step-cousin,” I said, feeling better about the awkward situati
