CHAPTER 1
Aunt Molly was driving her old white Buick Century with two fingers of her left hand on the steering wheel. She was rubbing the back of her neck with her veiny calloused right hand. "Owww, my neck hurts--couldn't sleep last night. Musta been from lifting those 50 bales of hay yesterday that caused me to get this crink in my neck."
Her sister Vivian was sitting in the passenger seat digging through her purse. "Oh for heaven's sake, Molly, it's not called a crink--it's called a kink." Molly sniffed derisively. "It's not a kink, Viv, and besides what do you know? You've never lifted 50 bales of hay."
I had been lolling on the spacious back seat with its faux velveteen maroon upholstery. "Aunt Molly, it's called a crick. What you have is a crick in your neck."  Aunt Molly stopped rubbing the nape of her neck and turned her head to glare at me. "A crick?  Jennifer, a crick is what Yankees call a creek. I don't have a creek in the back of my neck."  Aunt Viv screeched "Molly keep your eyes on the road! You're doing 60 miles an hour. I don't want to wind up at Bob's funeral dead!"
The car swerved as Aunt Molly corrected her course. " Aunt Molly," I said from the back seat, "I'm 36 years old. I'm not 10 years old anymore, and I like to be called Jen, okay?"  The car got quiet. Then Aunt Molly said " Well I'm going to tell y'all something. I've had a lot on my mind lately." Aunt Viv said knowingly "Dr. Phil says when your mind is burdened down, it can effect your health. Maybe it's nerves that caused that kink in your neck, not hauling hay. So what's up?"
"Well," Aunt Molly hesitated. "We don't have much time before we get to the church, so I'm gonna just out and tell ya. We're gonna bury Bob today, and tomorrow, me and Harris is gonna get married." Aunt Viv's head swung around to stare at Aunt Molly so fast I could the vertebra in her neck crackling--she was gonna get a kink in her neck for sure. I sat up abruptly in the back seat with mouth agape, turning to stare at the back of Aunt Molly's head. I was gonna get a crink myself.

PartII, "Bob the Gay Brother" next...... susil