I had brunch last weekend with a couple of childhood friends, both women, and talk turned to creepy male relatives from our childhoods. All women have them, I think.
I wrote about mine in a Facebook post a few years ago, and it was a big relief. Talking about it over brunch made me want to write more about it.
He was an older relative, of my grandparent…
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