“You are taking her home to meet Ms. Lena. So soon?” Danita asked as we sat in her kitchen coloring Easter eggs.
“Yes, Jasmine has already met y’all and Yo and that went well. I figure why delay the inevitable.”
“Coming out to your sister and your friends is different than your mama and your family. I mean, folks our age are used to gay people. Just look at all the videos. Rappers talking about getting off watching their girlfriends get down with another girl. But our folks, they’re old school. My mom just now is able to say the word lesbian. To her, someone was always ‘funny’ and I’m not talking ha-ha either.”
Taking a sip of my ginger ale, I reflected Linda had expressed similar concerns but I felt my mother’s love would surpass any prejudice.