Monday, January 28, 2008

III. Todd

Todd was plagued by health problems and the rest of us were plagued by hearing about them. He had married a woman from Taiwan who he met in his home town in Idaho as she visited the Mormon missionary who had converted her to the faith years before. It was love at first sight, apparently—had she heard him first and fallen in love after I would have questioned her sexual orientation: his feminine voice was perfect for his rug-related responsibilities, which consisted of entertaining the ridiculously gay designers as much as anything. The rug business is as good a place as any for a guy to find a boyfriend.

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