Aimee
Bender gives us front-row, private access into riddled mind of her
narrator, one of society’s characters who will always seem a little bit “Off” to the rest of
us. Slinky and sexy in her metallic party dress, the narrator navigates a party
with one thing on her mind: kissing a brunet, a redhead and a blond before the
night if over. Check out this dark, comedic love story that asks if, in the
end, there really is a special someone for everyone.
We're
standing by the bed, and I lean over and I kiss him then, really gentle because
at any minute he could throw up all over me, and his lips are dry and we spend
a few minutes like that, gentle kisses on his dry lips, and then he starts to
laugh and I am offended. "Why are you laughing?" I ask, and he laughs
more, and I sort of push him and pick up one of the better coats on the bed,
with a shiny lined inside of burgundy, and I put it on for a second even though
I'm not cold and I ask him again why he laughed and he says, "We went to
grade school together," and I say, "We did?”
Kiss and tell, right here.
— Alexandra Godfrey
