Author's Note: Mother shared her September 3 birthday with her sister-in-law, my dad’s sister, Lucy. They were best friends from the time they met as kids until their deaths. A more hilarious pair, I have never known.
Had a Piece Lately? read the slogan on the pizza parlor’s sign in the town where I grew up. This sent Mom & Aunt Lucy into ripples of laughter I didn’t understand each time we stopped for lunch. Mom & Lucy were The Toot Sisters once for Halloween— Prosti wore a red dress, Desti wore torn jeans. Desti is poor, Prosti is rich, Mom explained, twirling her sash. I cut a doll from paper, named her Prosti, crayoned her mouth a saucy gash.
Originally published in Nerve Cowboy
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