When they were little, Sarah used to tease Teresa about what the bigger boys and girls did. She would hold her down on the carpet and tickle her on the belly, whispering that one day, a boy would stick a penis in her mouth. It will sound like this! She would say, blowing air into her ear.
Teresa didn’t know about a boyfriend, but it would be nice to have an obligation to someone other than herself. Not a person, necessarily, but a small thing that she could prepare a dish of food for. The type of obligation that would force her to snap out of her reveries, and think, I have to do this now. A cat, or a rabbit- she wasn’t fond of dogs and their easy, indiscriminate displays of affection. Teresa didn’t put much stock into superficial relationships. If you liked her, you liked her. If you didn’t? It was like those zucchini loaves. You just wouldn’t get one next year.
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