I remember shortly after my divorce my fathers cousin Hector had come to visit us. Although my father had long passed on Hector and his family continued to keep in touch.
While during his visit my mother, Hector and I decided to go out and grab some dinner at a local restaurant. It was at this time good ol’ Hector decided to start questioning me about my failed marriage.
He asked me if I “had been close to a guy before”. I without thinking said “Sure. Not as close as my ex but close nonetheless.” I didn’t want him to think I had just jumped at the first guy that came along because that couldn’t be farther from the truth.
After pondering for several weeks on why he was in my business I began to wonder, “Was this fool asking me if I was a virgin when I got married? Right in front of my mother?”
The hell was his problem?