Let's Pretend This Will Work

by Maddie Dawson

“Do you have a uterus? My mommy has a uterus,” he says with a smile. (We’ve all—male and female—had to divulge our uterus-ownership status to him lately, practically every day in fact.)

And when I needed Toby to help me move the plastic chairs, and he said, ‘Sorry, Mimi. I’m too new to the world. I can’t do it.’”

This is important. Now—now we’re something else to each other. We’ve been to Kmart together, for heaven’s sake. We’ve made purchases. You’ve seen my couch! I made you scrambled eggs. And you buttered my toast.”