particularly loudmouthed and
promiscuous. The two of them
fought and bickered the whole time,
and after that first trip my mother
refused to go back.
Up to that point I’d lived my
whole life in a world run by women,
but after my mom and Abel were
married, and especially after
Andrew was born, I watched him try
to assert himself and impose his
ideas of what he thought his family
should be. One thing that became
clear early on was that those ideas
did not include me. I was a
reminder that my mom had lived a
life before him. I didn’t even share