My Aunt Lily was very sad when my Uncle Herman left us to run away with Carol Herman. She couldn't understand why he would give up on their marriage when they had been happy for 257 years. But the heart wants what it wants.
I couldn't understand why he would leave my firm young nubile teenage body. But he did. For a senile old bat who was obsessed with some guy named Ricky Branch.
Aunt Lily went a little crazy for a while. Wild parties. Sex. Drugs. Rock and Roll. But finally she got very depressed. She would just sit in her rocking chair with her cat. Rocking back and forth. Petting her pussy.
There are worst ways to live.
We still missed my Uncle Herman.
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