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“Why are you in a bathrobe? Is that yours? It’s kind of ugly,” Everly says, with the innocence of a child.
“We were in bed,” Oz growls.
My eyes go wide, and I slowly turn to face him, my expression incredulous. Did he seriously just say that?
“In bed at this hour? What a waste. You’ve missed the best part of the day,” Bruce says obliviously.
“Spending the day in bed with my wife doesn’t seem like a waste to me,” Oz growls.
“Wife,” my mom gasps, looking from me to Oz, then back to me again.
“Wife?” Bruce barks. “You’re married?”
“Yes,” Oz says, widening his feet until he’s standing in a military stance, his expression hard and stern.
“When? Who? Why?” Bruce sputters.
“Almost a month ago, Etta, and because we love each other,” Oz says, laying it all out there like he’s announcing he changed his pizza order, not that he married his stepsister.
“What?” Mom whispers, staring at me with a mixture of hurt and disgust, while Bruce just looks confused.
“How could you get married without telling me? Why didn’t you invite us to the wedding? We’re your family,” Bruce says, his jovial expression dissolving for maybe the first time in all the years I’ve known him.
“Bruce,” Mom says, interrupting him.
“He got married, our son got married,” Bruce says, his tone indignant.
“Bruce,” Mom says again.
“How could this happen? Why would you do this?” he asks.
“Bruce!” Mom snaps, sounding like the mom I knew for years before she met Oz’s dad.
“What’s the matter, Maureen?” Bruce says, finally turning to look at my mom.
“They got married.”
“What?” he asks.
“They got married. Henrietta and Oscar. They got married,” she says, spelling it out for her husband.
While Mom is distracting Bruce with her explanation of the situation, Oz moves to my side, pulling me to him and holding me tightly against him.
“No,” Bruce says, turning to look at us and shaking his head, like he can simply deny the truth.
“Etta and I got married almost a month ago,” Oz says coldly, grabbing my left hand and lifting it up to showcase my gorgeous engagement and wedding rings.
“No,” Bruce says again, his round face getting redder and redder as he looks at us.
“Kids, go and wait outside,” Mom says, oddly calmly.
“He’s hot, Henni,” Everly calls, flashing me two thumbs-up as Carson and Dawson usher her out of the front door.
The moment the door closes, Bruce storms toward us. Oz pushes me behind him, placing himself firmly between me and his dad.
“I’d think very carefully about what’s about to come out of your mouth,” Oz warns.
“It’s illegal,” Bruce hisses. “It’s incest.”
