"But that rule only applies to my girls." I see," Alicia answered. Her arms fell down her sides, making her shoulders sag.Angique's was enjoying the g...irl's obvious disappointment to not be counted as one of her girls. Good for her — wasn't it about time that the selfish bitch found out she couldn't have every fucking cake lying around and eat it too? There were prizes to be paid."Undress, girl," she said with a soft, even voice. She turned away from Alicia again, picking up long leather gloves. We toldher how we loved to be like each other, and that's why we were wearingidentical tops and jeans. Mom smiled knowingly, and said she could seewe were very happy. We were all a little tipsy from all the wine andtoo full to have dessert.We left the restaurant three hours after arriving there, arm in arm,and once more hugged and kissed in the parking lot before getting backin the car. As mom had planned ahead and packed two suitcases for herstay here, it was no time before we were all in the. He was relieved to see that he had twenty minutes to try to figure out what he wanted to say to her.He couldn’t promise her happily ever after, he wasn’t even sure he was capable of such a thing. But if he didn’t try to have some sort of relationship with Reina, he knew he would regret it for the rest of his life. He was almost 40 years old, for crying out loud! It was past time to get his shit together and stop running from his feelings. He thought back to a conversation he had with his father. “And if you’re sick, you don’t follow them. I’m sure Angie’s priest is working with her as best he can, given the circumstances.”“Aren’t you some kind of minister?”“I’m a subdeacon. Are you a Reds fan?”“Huge, even though lately they mostly stink. What does that have to do with church?”“I’m like the bat boy or a member of the ground crew. If Angie implied I was like a pastor or anything, she was seriously exaggerating.”“No, she just said you were ordained; I guess I just assumed,” she sighed..