“Bea?” he asked. “My wife,” she replied. “We’ve been together thirty-five years, and got married as soon as it was legal. The love of my life. Are you married?” “Yes. She’s called Candida,” he said. “Yikes. Like the yeast infection?” said Iona. “Well, your wife’s named after an insect. Candida is an ancient saint’s name, actually,” he explained, as he’d heard Candida do many times. “From the Latin for ‘pure white.’ ” “So, a racist yeast infection. Why is it that white is synonymous with pure, innocent, virginal, whereas black signifies malevolence and depression?” She glared at him as if he’d
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This exchange made me laugh! I knew a woman named Candida once and thought it a rather unfortunate name, ha.
