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Josie shook her head, still amazed. "You're telling me in this day and age the guy's a virgin? He's thirty years old, for crying out loud." |
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"I'm well aware of how old he is. I don't think you need to ridicule the young man for sticking to his beliefs. He's a rarity, not an oddity." |
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"I agree. You just surprised me." Josie shook her head again. "He's blowing his chance. His soul mate's right in front of his nose." |
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"He doesn't know that." Raphael sighed. "Perhaps I was wrong in keeping Christian's past from you. He doesn't want anyone to know. He won't discuss it. But I'll show you. As long as you don't tell D.J.; Christian must share this part of himself with her willingly before he can let go of his pain." |
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"All right. I promise." An easy concession on Josie's part, since a revelation about Christian's past was what she'd been angling for all along. |
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"Watch, Josie. Watch. See. Learn." |
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Josie did as she was told and felt herself become a part of another world, another past, another life. |
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"Dad, it's my birthday. Please, please, please. I want to go to a movie. Take me to see Star Wars. All the kids are talking about it at school. Everyone says it's great." |
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Brian McCall watched as his twelve-year-old son danced with excitement. He glanced over at his wife. They smiled the secret smile two people very much in love used to communicate. Marianne raised her eyebrows and tilted her head. Brian put his hand out toward her, palm up in invitation. She ignored the hand, launching herself into his arms |
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