The Unforgettable Twins
THE AUNT
No standing beside cousins in pink flower-girl frocks. No. Aunt Lil didna want me spoiling wedding photos wae me eye-patch. Too much honesty stinging that lazy eye into seeing something. THE UNCLE In the midst of too much chat on the road to Tor-Na-Dee to visit my uncle’s wife, I stop to check directions. Yer nae befuddled wae drink are ye? asks my uncle, smirking in the passenger seat. I do not drink and drive, I snap. Spluttering beside me, he quips, it didna stop yer faether.
Flight of the dragonfly 