Happily Ever After: a Novel
“Even a cursory investigation of my childhood indicates I had no real choice in the matter. I grew up an only child in a small upstate New York town. My parents were older and both literature professors at the local liberal arts college. My mother wore flowing peasant skirts and lots of brightly colored beads. She had wide hips and big hands and a loud voice. Her long hair hung loose and free, and in the summertime, she occasionally tucked a mess of tiny daisies into it because, of course, her n...ame is Daisy. Daisy floated along in life, a big, happy smile perpetually plastered on her face because she had my father, Walter. Tunic-wearing, bald-spot-sporting, Birkenstock-clad Shakespearean Professor Walter Fuller.
Walter loved Daisy more than anything under the sun and does, to this day. He anticipates her every need. He surprises her with shiny baubles, matcha green tea soy lattes, and exotic chocolates (Jalapeño! Cardamom!). Rumor has it Daisy couldn’t handle changing diapers, so Walter managed to wipe my cute little ass every single time so his darling wife would not run the risk of swooning at the sight of baby poop.MoreLess
Walter loved Daisy more than anything under the sun and does, to this day. He anticipates her every need. He surprises her with shiny baubles, matcha green tea soy lattes, and exotic chocolates (Jalapeño! Cardamom!). Rumor has it Daisy couldn’t handle changing diapers, so Walter managed to wipe my cute little ass every single time so his darling wife would not run the risk of swooning at the sight of baby poop.MoreLess
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