Friday, 4 September 2015

What do you mean by "the love that dare not speak it's name"

What? Sisterwife? No – what are you talking about? Two wives? That’s crazy!

Oh, no, ha ha, that’s my wife Cheryl, in the skirt (she’s a social worker so she has to go to court a lot) but the other lady is her best friend, Heather - actually, I think that Heather is a social worker as well. They met at a woman’s studies course, I can’t remember the name of it, but I guess it was like home economics class, or something like that? Then Cheryl joined Heather’s ringette team, and they play soccer in the summer. They are really close and spend a lot of time together. It’s nice, you know, for Cheryl to have a best friend. She seems a lot happier…

Those are our kids, Jilly, skipping rope, and Jackson, playing hockey. The other two are Heather’s kids, Mitchell and Marcy. I don’t know where their dad is, come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever heard Heather mention their dad, when I asked Cheryl she kind of yelled at me… I had to look up “misogynistic and paternalistic”  in the dictionary, but I didn’t mean anything by it. I was just wondering if maybe he and I could hang out while the gals were at ringette, or a lecture, or an Indigo Girls concert...  they spend a lot of time together... I think I already mentioned that. Anyhow, this weekend they are going to a yoga retreat. I will be shuttling the kids all over the place… but as long as Cheryl is happy… and I think that when Heather is happy, Cheryl is happy.

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