“What kind of question is that?” Aunt Lorna’s surprised laugh made Renee feel marginally better. “Well, I just told you I’m contemplating going away with a man I’ve only known a few weeks, when I’ve been going out with another man for several months now.” “First of all, I think you’re forgetting just who you’re talking to, little girl. I’m the family tramp, and you’d do best to remember that,” Aunt Lorna said with a wink. “Secondly, you were not serious about that Rashad boy.” “I think he’d take exception to you calling him a boy.” Renee set the basket of folded laundry on the kitchen table. “I couldn’t care less about what he’d take exception to,” Lorna answered. “The two of you dated for several months, yet never once did he bother to even walk you to the door.” “Because it wasn’t necessary,” Renee said. “Of course it was necessary. If he really wanted to impress you, he would have gotten out of his car and walked you to the door every time he dropped you off.
