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The Geography of Women 105

“No. Only Brian. I only did it with Brian.”
I mumbled somethin with a question mark about, uh,
incest which was one a the several sins of the famous Mizz
Vivienne Chastaine.
“What’s that?”
“Insects! Gol-darn insects! Skeeters big as bombers!”
“Now Brian’s all worried about us doin it,” Byron said.
“He claims it was one thing us bein young kids an broth-
ers, especially bein twins an all, an lookin exactly like each
other, but now, cuz we’re no longer boys, we’re men, an
Brian says it’s time we gotta stop what we been doin with
each other an start havin girl friends.”
“Maybe that’s right for Brian,” I said.
“But it’s not right for me,” Byron said. “It’s not. It’s
worse.”
“What?”
“I’m in love.”
“Who with?”
“With Brian, acourse.”
Acourse, the same way I looked for my twin an mirror
image in other girls, the way I started out with Jessarose an
Mizz Lulabelle, thinkin they was me, until I got the rude
awakenin they were not me. They were who they were an
only me was me, an that was better. I hoped Byron was on
to that about hisself bein true to hisself an not tryin to be
Brian, which must be kinda confusin to identical twins,
provin life deals out more n one kinda secret love.
“You ever done it with a girl?” I asked.
“No,” he said. “An you really done it with a girl?”
“Does the cow jump over the moon?” I said.
“Then you know how girls are,” he said.
“An you know how boys are,” I said.
“I don’t get it,” he said.

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