EMILY
Aunt Lena stood still for a while, her unmoving gaze fixed on us as we both sat on the bed.
“This must be your Aunt," Jake mentioned, smiling brightly. Getting on his feet, he added, “My name is Jake Hampton....”
Ignoring him, Aunt Lena barked as she exited the room, “Emily, outside, now!”
Giving Jake two thumb-ups like a little girl, I teased, “You know, she's much nicer on a regular day."
Grinning, he stated, “No, you don't say.”
As we stared into each other's eyes in the kitchen, Aunt Lena began, “I have known you since you were a newborn, carried you like you were mine... f*ck it, you're mine. But sometimes I feel like you took your father's wit because my sister sure as hell wasn't slow.”
My hands before me, I said, “Calm down, I promise I can explain.”
“I barely wrap
