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writetomyheart2019-11-02 08:44 am
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[team two] The First Step
Eeee, first ever post!
"His eyes?" she asked. "You want to know what color Alex's eyes are?"
The faces around the table ranged from reserved (her older brother, who had met Alex) down through disinterested (her younger sister, who had not) and then back through politely curious and attentive all the way up to avid.
"Yes," her uncle said. "We hear so much about how this Alex—"
Alex, Alex, Alex, her bratty little sister echoed, but Uncle was undeterred. "We hear all the time how brave, how clever, how hardworking is Alex," he continued.
"How kind Alex is," her brother interjected. "Building houses for the poor, working the food pantry. Volunteering for disaster cleanup."
She shot him a grateful look.
You sure? he mouthed.
She shrugged, meaning Might as well. Whole family's here.
"Yes, yes, how kind is Alex as well," Uncle agreed. "Alex is exemplary person." He lifted his hands, as if preparing to catch a falling beach ball. "So?"
"So?" she repeated.
"What do they look like?" Aunt Rana blurted, impatient.
"Yeah, show us a picture!" said one of the nieces at the far end of the table.
"What does it matter?" she asked, glancing around the table. "Is that the most important thing? What they look like?"
"No," Nonna Hazel said softly, "but what if you get sick and we have to pick them up at the airport?"
Over the general laughter, her brother's husband said, "She just wants to scan in Alex's picture and use that Babyface website to see what your kids would look like!"
He winked at her.
She set down her fork. "Well," she said, "Brown. They're brown. Her eyes are brown."
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"His eyes?" she asked. "You want to know what color Alex's eyes are?"
The faces around the table ranged from reserved (her older brother, who had met Alex) down through disinterested (her younger sister, who had not) and then back through politely curious and attentive all the way up to avid.
"Yes," her uncle said. "We hear so much about how this Alex—"
Alex, Alex, Alex, her bratty little sister echoed, but Uncle was undeterred. "We hear all the time how brave, how clever, how hardworking is Alex," he continued.
"How kind Alex is," her brother interjected. "Building houses for the poor, working the food pantry. Volunteering for disaster cleanup."
She shot him a grateful look.
You sure? he mouthed.
She shrugged, meaning Might as well. Whole family's here.
"Yes, yes, how kind is Alex as well," Uncle agreed. "Alex is exemplary person." He lifted his hands, as if preparing to catch a falling beach ball. "So?"
"So?" she repeated.
"What do they look like?" Aunt Rana blurted, impatient.
"Yeah, show us a picture!" said one of the nieces at the far end of the table.
"What does it matter?" she asked, glancing around the table. "Is that the most important thing? What they look like?"
"No," Nonna Hazel said softly, "but what if you get sick and we have to pick them up at the airport?"
Over the general laughter, her brother's husband said, "She just wants to scan in Alex's picture and use that Babyface website to see what your kids would look like!"
He winked at her.
She set down her fork. "Well," she said, "Brown. They're brown. Her eyes are brown."
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Tag, you're it,

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Also, also! Supportive brother! I love! <3
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(A bit easier to come out to your family if your brother already has a husband. *grins*)
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