I've always loved how the McKays have a name for cousins who are also friends: frousins. It's a warm and fuzzy word that accurately describes the budding fascination these two have with each other. Celie can't get enough of Lily's thoughtful gaze and thankfully, Lily seems to be endlessly patient with Celie's not-so-gentle grabs. Who cares about catching Mardi Gras beads when you've got your cousin's face nearby?
