My room was on the 6th floor. Halfway through the smoke, I noticed someone watching me from behind the half-closed curtain on the opposite of my room ...window. Suddenly the doorbell rang. I heard the door handle turn.Before I could do anything to hide or rush in the bathroom, in walked the waiter with my beers. I just rushed into the bathroom, not before he saw me dressed up as a busty girl in a mini skirt and smoking. He kept the beers on the table and called me to sign the bill.I would have to. ..later. Maybe Susan could give him some guidance and help in that task tonight. He was beginning to like her smile. Thoughts of kissing her came unbidden into his head. She would have to shave off the goatee, though. He wasn't ready to kiss someone with a beard. Some feminine urge told him that might change by tonight as well. He tried to put such thoughts out of his mind. They had a job to do. The people needed to know. And he was just the man to do it. He might even be the. Here, I thought that I had been the first to tell them, but found out that Coach Bazarak had called both them and Brandon's parents to tell them since they weren't able to make the Alumni breakfast. I thanked them all and made my way into my room and put down my suitcases. On my nightstand was a picture of Tom, Brandon and me that was taken at the breakfast, arms around each other smiling from ear to ear. I was in the middle with Tom on my right with my arm around him. On my left was Brandon,. I went to college to be a psychologist and I minored in Catholic philosophy and such since my mother insisted. Then, decided to devote my life to God and do my work through Him.’ ‘Oh.’ ‘I was ordained just last month,’ he added. Allie was a bit confused, ‘Ordained?’ ‘Ordained. Officially a priest,’ he answered. ‘A priest? I thought you were just a therapist? But, you’re a priest? You don’t dress like a priest. Your card doesn’t say Father Anthony. Are you serious?’ Allie went on. He laughed.