Proserpina

Rachel was a much-loved aunt for the kids and she soon had Claude eating out of her hand too. She and her lover, a sweet woman she had met in Peru, had finally decided to get married later in the year, a Christmas wedding, she said with a wry grimace. Mayra, her lover, had been simple and not as outspoken as Rachel during our video conversations. She was a doctor, and they had decided to finally tie the knot.

I was thrilled for them.

“You had better be there for the wedding, girl, ‘ she warned, fixing me with a stern look.

I dimpled.

“I shall tell Lucien when...