Meeting the Other One

You will like her, they think. So, they say it. Because they are men And cannot keep secrets. I ready myself to dislike her. They say she is a maniac. I am the maniac in our family. There is no room for another one I spot her artwork before we meet. Steampunk and Zentangles Two of my favorite things. “Hi,” she says, “So you are the maniac.” I nod. We have much to talk about. Namely how silly the cousins are. It is fun to introduce her to each of their quirks. Best new cousin-in-law ever.