I don’t know about you, but the world seems to be getting pretty (insert your favorite colorful word here) intense. While I like to stay informed, I also like to laugh to deal with stress. And, I need some chuckles these days.
Today, the wonderful Kathy L. Salt is here to help us laugh with an embarrassing story. Also, Kathy is giving away 1 ecopy of I Love You, Nora Whispered. Below the guest post, you’ll find more details about the giveaway.
Take it away, Kathy.
That’s My Teacher
I’m not a club-going kind of person, neither is my wife. But when we were a couple of
18-year olds, dating and had just started university, we lived in Aberdeen. Our group of
friends consisted of a bunch of Scottish and Irish gay boys who I sadly have lost touch with since then. They were a friendly bunch and they managed to drag us out more than once to the different gay clubs that existed, and hopefully still exist, in Aberdeen. It was nice to have a drink and dance with my girlfriend somewhere we felt comfortable.
My major was theology and I recently had started a “gender and religion” class with new
teachers and all. Almost all my teachers were from Germany and the teacher that this story is about is no exception.
I was just minding my own business. Sneaking a kiss from my girlfriend, talking with
friends, sipping on my drink when said girlfriend asked what that “nice, straight, old couple” was doing in a gay bar. I looked and yes, it was my teacher, my female, teacher. In the dark ambience of the club, her short hair and semi-masculine clothes made her look a bit like a man if you didn’t look very closely. She was there with her girlfriend? Wife? Who knows. They were just sitting in the corner, having a drink.
At first I laughed and just told L that it was my teacher and that it’s a she. But as the night went on, the more awkward it got.
We made eye contact and she greeted me and I greeted her. But it was like a reflex, as if she hadn’t connected to where she had seen me before. Most of the night is gone from my memory now. I probably danced in front of her, kissed my girlfriend in front of her, groped my girlfriend in front of her, things that I felt slightly self-conscious about afterwards. However, I felt even more embarrassed from seeing what happened to her and her partner. They had a falling out and my teacher was soon sitting by herself in the corner, the other woman dancing with someone else. If I had been older, I’d probably asked my teacher how she was but 18-year-old me didn’t dare to. It would probably have been inappropriate either way…
The next day, I met her on campus. I’m not sure which one of us blushed harder.
I LOVE YOU, NORA WHISPERED
Nora Lakes suffers from post polio syndrome and very low self-esteem. She has spent her entire life in the chaos of her huge family, always feeling less than and without any future dreams. When her sister Martha manages to get her a job at Waterhouse Acre Stables, she can hardly believe it. She had never imagined that anyone would have employed her, damaged as she is. She also never imagined she would meet anybody like Katherine.
Katherine Waterhouse was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. She has a mean streak and doesn’t like people in general. What she does like, is horses. She wants to be a professional rider but growing up in a conservative house where her choices are limited by her sex, Katherine has always been trapped in her role as a woman.
Nora and Katherine – two women with very different backgrounds, drawn to each other with an intensity neither of them are prepared for.
Do they stand a chance?
MEET THE AUTHOR
Kathy grew up travelling around the world but is now settled with her wife in Sweden. By day she is a primary school teacher, a role she truly loves and with the little spare time she has she enjoys cooking, playing video games and spending time with her family.
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Thanks so much for stopping by today.
Looks like a great book.