George and Sophie Come Over

Nick took himself home, he had some date with a dady he’d made somewhere along the way.

George called and said he was coming over. He arrived with Sophie. We smoked the rest of the meth he gave me.

We lay on the floor and listened to music, in a kind of three pointed star pattern, joined at our head.

Sophie kissed her brother, he returned the kiss, passionately. She looked at him like a lover. He looked back at her like a lover, I didn't know if it was intentional, or not.

Gorge stood up and smoked a joint, passing it to me and to Sophie. She admired the curve of her brother's pants for the longest time, I could see clear as day. This was the first time I’d ever seen it close up.

Sophie saw me watching her, gazing at her brother. “George's got really soft lips,” she slurred.

She got up and left the room.

"Is it because you are fucked up?" I asked.

He shrugged. "It helps, but it’s not necessary."

"But that's kind of... unnatural..."

"Me kissing a girl?" He shrugged and looked away.

Maybe I was being too personal. "Um... for a boy to kiss a girl."

We both laughed.

"This is not the first time," he said.

I didn’t know what to say to that.

I rolled a joint and we lay on the floor listening to music. Sophie came back and lay in her brother’s arms.