A few days ago I decided I needed to incorporate some spice into my life and check out a spicy, hott romance novel drenched with passion on every page. So, my father and I drove to our local library and I checked out a sexy romance novel entitled, Temptations. Just the title of the book was tempting enough but the bulging muscles of the man pictured on the cover became the real deal-clincher. I read the little spoiler on the back and it was about a covert undercover accountant trying to solve a mystery but falls in love inadvertently along the way. My resistance to the muscles on the cover was growing weak and I caved in. I am now halfway through Temptations and loving it.
But after I checked out the book, my father and I walked by some questionable looking individuals on the way to our vehicle. It’s no surprise, though, for Veneta is known for being home to the questionable-looking sort. Of course after every “interesting” person we pass by in this town, my father cannot keep from asking, “Hey Rachelle, they a friend of yours?” I usually respond by ducking my head and by very quickly responding, “No. Dad. They look your age.”
Out of nowhere then, my father begins to explain to me why many people in Veneta appear as if they have derived from an incest-filled past. It is because…many people did have some incest in their family tree. I was completely shocked and distraught at this news. It all made sense. I have definitely seen some people who could have been casted in the movie Deliverance or Hunchback of Notre Dame. I then proceeded to ask my father why we moved out here again and he simply responded, “For your Catholic education, of course.” I thanked God that I had no incest in my ancestry and for my impressive taste in choosing romance novels.
A very important question was answered for me today. “Why do many people in this town look a little too related?”
Answer: Because they are.
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