My guilt shone in everything I did, every word, every move. When I finally came out to her sometime in college, I reminded her of Shane and was floored that she never suspected a thing. All that time my conscience ate at me for nothing.
But Lee’s mother…I saw myself mirrored in her black eyes and hated that she could make me feel dirty for the wondrous love I shared with her son. So we fucked,I wanted to tell her. The words roiled inside of me as I buttered the bagels, dragging the knife across the crisp bread with short, angry strokes. Newsflash for you, Mama Gui—we’re both adults. What we choose to do behind closed doors in our own bed isn’t any of your goddamn business. If she said something to me, anything, I was going to tell her she surely didn’t have to stay in our home if she didn’t like what we did in it.
I sat down at the table and waited for her to speak.
She didn’t.