That night, when El Yucatango wobbled into the party in a dress and high heels, Celeste realized he'd been right.
She really was laughing her ass off.
The dress was a floral print, white with red roses...and El Yucatango looked like he was going to explode right out of it. His face was smeared with lipstick, blush, and eye shadow that looked like it had been applied with a spatula by a drunk truck driver. El Yucatango even carried a matching red purse and wore a red straw hat heaped with daisies.
"Hola, little ones," he said to the kids, speaking in a high-pitched falsetto. "I am your long-lost Auntie Matter from Timbuktu." He unsnapped his purse and pulled out an apple core. "Can I interest you in some treats?"
Glo was literally rolling on the floor with laughter. Late took the
