Aunty Linda

This story happened last summer. I’m 16 years old and live in a large city. My parents met at college here and never left. My dad is from here, but my mom is from a small town in northern Minnesota. Her dad has died, but her mom, my grandma still lives there. My mom has a younger brother and younger sister, but they are not important. The important one is my mother’s older sister. She is known as the black sheep of the family. She is 49 years old, never been married, goes from guy to guy, lives in a trailor park, and still mooches off my grandma. Her name is Linda and she still lives in the small MN town.

This past summer my grandma went to Seattle to visit my Uncle’s family for a month. She didn’t feel safe leaving her house alone for the month. I’m a pretty responsible kid so my parents volunteered me to go stay there for the month. I was not happy, like I want to stay in a tiny ass town for half my summer. My family really just didn’t want to leave my grandma’s house with Linda.

So I drove up and settles in. To be nice my parents to Linda to “check” on me. I went about my business for the first two weeks. Mowing the lawn, fixing odd things around the house, and messing around on the internet. I bet I beat off five times a day.