Her name was Lucy Cummings Galway and she had always lived in the house on Oak Street. Shed been born there in fact, and fully had every intention of dying there though not soon, unless those ham-handed medics thai women sex killed her with all the medicine they were always trying to get her to take.
She told me this at the door. I was to learn that Lucy usually said everything that came into her head as soon as it got there. She said it was one of the perks of old age but I thought shed been doing it a thai women sex lot longer than shed been in AARP.
I never could thai women sex figure out how old she was, anywhere from 50 to 80 was my guess. She wasn about to tell. She didn believe in ages and said that knowing how old a person was limited your ability to judge them on their own merits.
She was tiny, barely five feet tall in her sneakers, and she dressed in pants and sweater sets ala Katherine Hepburn. She had that kind of voice too, clear and harsh and classy. She had an ageless beauty, and she knew it, though she did nothing to capitalize on it. It was that deep, under the skin, beauty that only happens with the right alignment of bones. She could look down her nose at someone like nobodys business; but she saved it for phonies and those with money, but not much else.
She took me into the parlor and sat me down on a horsehair sofa then chose the only comfortable chair in the room for herself. After giving me a cup of tea, in china so thin I was afraid Id crush it, she gave me a long stare.
"You
e the gay boy Richard sent over to keep me company."
My tea splashed over the edge of my cup and
thai women sex on to my leg. Lucy calmly handed me a napkin and went on while I mopped up.
"He thinks youll be quieter because you
e a swish." She shook her head in exasperation. "Hes a fool, but he means well."
I stared at her. I mean, how
thai women sex was I supposed to reply to that?
"Come on." She stood abruptly. "If you
e still interested in seeing the apartment that is."
Then she turned and stalked off without bothering to look to see if I was following. I had to hurry to catch up. We passed a wall of family portraits and
thai women sex stopped
thai women sex.
"My mother." She pointed at a delicate beauty in white lace. "Gorgeous, but the most complete ninny. Only read Vogue."
She pointed again
thai women sex to a stern man. "My father." She raised her eyebrows. "Now he was brilliant. He was the Dean at the law school, did you know that?" She didn wait for an answer. "Yes, he was academically superb but an utter asshole when it came to dealing with people."
I choked back my laughter but
thai women sex she noticed. There wasn much, I was to find out later, that Lucy missed.
"Go ahead and laugh, he was a ridiculous figure."
"Oh no, I..."
Lucy ignored my stuttering protests. She waved a hand at the wall.
"The rest of these are my brothers and sisters. There were nine
thai women sex of us you know. Most of them are dead or moved
thai women sex away now, thank God."
She saw the shock on my face and gave me a wicked grin. "We were never what youd call close."
She turned back to the wall and stroked a picture of a young man with laughing eyes. "Except for Brian, my youngest brother. I was the baby and he was one up from me. We were a team, he and I, always different from the rest of them."
"Hes handsome." I finally managed to say something.
Lucy laughed and looked sideways at me. "Yes he was," she tilted her head. "Hed have liked you too. He was your kind, you know. A pouf, as our dear father used to say."
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