“Tell me something,” she says. “Is Maddy what they call a homosexual?” “Yes,” I say. “What do homosexuals do?” she asks. “They do everything you do, Ma.” “What do you mean?” “They fuck just like you do.” “How do they do that? Where?” “In the ass.” “That must be painful.” “Sometimes it is. Mostly it’s not.” “Do they get married?” she laughs. “Some do. Most don’t.” “Are they lonely?” “As lonely as we are, Ma.”
