My First Lesbian

(More significantly, my mother’s best friend…)

Photo by Doug Maloney on Unsplash

When I was a child, I thought as a child — and one thing I thought was that friends were a childhood thing, that you grew out of as you grew up. Certainly my parents didn’t go in for friendship much. I don’t remember my father having any social life at all, those years he lived with us. There were a couple of women from church who visited my mother…