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Today’s six comes from a little novelette I’m writing as a companion to my debut novel, The P.U.R.E.  This is the current opening of the story I’ve tentatively titled, Purely Relative. The six is mostly backstory, I must confess. I know, I know, starting with pure backstory is bad, but it’s just a draft for now and I thought it was kind of funny. May end up on the cutting room floor, so read it now or never.

Most people think meeting your boyfriend’s family is a hallmark event of commitment. I’d have rather been committed than go to the Cripps’ home for a home-cooked Thanksgiving meal. Oh, I loved a gluttonous Thanksgiving feast as much as anyone. That wasn’t the problem. Walking into his home and wondering how much Jon’s sister, Jenny shared about the night she sort of met me was what kept me on a steady diet of fingernails and the lining of my mouth. Catching me and her little brother buck naked, going at it in her guest bedroom probably wasn’t the best way to announce he’d traded his long time family friend and fiancée for some short blonde chick with a fat ass.

Now that sounds like a great way to make a first impression! Haha…poor Gayle.

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