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Let No Man Set Asunder, a story of the Aunt Family for Patreon Patrons

Oct26

Now I’m not saying this is how it happened, and I’m not saying it didn’t happen that way. If you look at the journals for that day, you don’t see anything that interesting. But a few tipsy whispers say otherwise.

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Asta’s journal from this particular October, 1968:

Attended Corina’s wedding to a lovely young man – Anthony.

Met a wonderful woman, Anthony’s great-grandmother Margaret. Shall have to get together with her sometime to exchange recipes – and perhaps knitting patterns.

There was a bit of a scuffle at the wedding –

(read on…)

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Journals of Loss, a story of the Aunt Family for Patreon

Oct23

Rosaria and Willard kept journals when he left the family. This story covers the beginnings of those journals: anger, fear, and loss.

I told Rosie I’d write down my experiences, but it’s been three days since I left the family formally, and this is the first time I’ve been able to stand putting pen to paper.

It is still unpleasant to think about, much less to analyze, but the knowledge is rare, even if the situation is unpleasant. When people leave the family – which happens so rarely Rosie and I could think of only two – they do not normally leave behind notes on their departure….

(read on…)

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Asta’s Journal

Oct11

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A Patreon bonus, written because I conceived of it while working on another story & it explained a few things about Asta, free for all readers~

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Asta’s Journal, a fragment

Oct11

June 7, 1942

I have joined the WAAC, despite argument from every aunt, grandmother, great-aunt and casual adult female relation I have (and the ten percent of the male relations brave enough to voice an opinion on our family, including my father, my uncle Thomas, and the strange Uncle West, who should say nothing, as he is also enlisting).

I have joined for several reasons, not the least nor greatest of which is to remove myself for a time from the authority of said aunts, grandmothers, and other such relations. The more important reasons, however, are patriotic and, as always, familial: I cannot stay home while nephews, brothers, and cousins are enlisting, and I have no children, no husband, and, if the family has anything to say about it, no prospects of either. So I will help serve our country, and I hope perhaps in doing so that I will be able to provide some auxiliary help to our men in uniform, as they say.

The family is angry, of course, because they have rested all of their hopes on me. Ardelia is already married. Suzanne is already on her second child. And while Beatrix is not yet married, nobody believes she can spark enough to light a candle, much less carry the family.

If I am to be aunt, as it seems I will be, I will make certain the family does not repeat that mistake. There are so many female children. They should all know if they can carry the weight, long before it comes to the point where they are running away to join the army…

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The Aunt Family Tree Updated

Oct9

In honor of this month’s theme being The Aunt Family, I’ve updated the family tree as I read through the old Eva stories.

The Aunt Family, updated. Aunts in orange, women in pink, men in green.

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An Aunt Family Repost: Heirlooms and Old Lace

Oct5

Heirlooms and Old Lace

When Evangaline’s Aunt died, it fell to her to clean out the old house where her Aunt had lived and, before her Aunt Asta, her Aunt’s Aunt Ruan and so on. Family history went back four mour generations, but Evangaline felt as if, if she tracked it far enough, there would be an unbroken line of Aunts all the way into pre-history. As a childless Aunt herself – as the childless Aunt in her generation – she accepted that the house would now become hers, but not that she needed to keep the piles of accumulated auntieness that filled it….

The story that began it all has been touched up and reposted on Patreon, free for anyone to read!

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