The Ballad of Brighid of Atlanta (Kid-Friendly Version) #1 | Page 20

So, at first, I thought it was just strange that we were putting up this “long-lost aunt” in our spare room. But it got stranger. Well, of course it got stranger. “Aunt Callie” slept non-stop. Like, never woke up. For three days. she didn’t eat or drink or go to the can. She smelled. And of course, this all took some explaining to the girls. And at this point, I still didn’t know the whole deal. We told the girls that the old lady was Bridget’s aunt and that she needed our help. That’s pretty much all Bridget told me for a while. So here we are, hosting a half-dead homeless lady. Okay. Whatever. SCRAM you little monkeys! Go set the table or something! You’re underfoot! But sooner or later, things need to be explained.