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Frumpy

Matt

I stopped behind Erica and slipped my hands into my pockets to keep from reaching out to touch her again.

She glanced back at me with an uneasy expression. "Thanks again for coming with me."

"Of course." I followed her into the apartment-like place. An older woman with a perfect blond bob haircut glanced up from reading a Time magazine and nodded at me and Erica.

"Is your brother out of town?" The woman's tone was flat and filled with condemnation. I ached for Erica without having to hear more than her mother's greeting. My father had been nothing but overly loving my whole life. I wasn't sure I would know how to deal with one of my parents not wanting anything to do with me, or wanting me to be something different than I was.

"Yes, Mom. This is my boyfriend, Matthew." She moved to the side as I walked up and extended my hand to the older woman.

She shook my hand, but didn't address me. "Why do you wear skirts like that? They make you look frumpy. You have a handsome young man's
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