“You weren't jealous?” “No Michael, I wasn't. Love is about trust. Rachel assured me that this date was just about sex. If you love someone you ...ave to trust them. I already loved Rachel, so I chose to trust her.” “You chose to trust her.” “Of course, what was my alternative? To be constantly jealous and paranoid that I was going to lose her to another guy. That's not a very satisfying way to live.” “That does happen.” “Then the love wasn't real. Better to find out right away then a dozen years. You looked at me with that look, you know what look I’m talking about. That ‘I want to fuck you so bad’ look. I changed the conversation and say we should go for a walk, so we did. We walked around and looked at all the gamblers and did some people watching and make jokes about crazy clothing, etc. Somehow, some way you got me in a corner of the casino, alone. I stand like a wallflower, glued to the wall for safety. You put one of your arms on each side of me above my head and ask me what is on. You and I are kindred spirits.The Sisterhood never had a problem with boredom. Everyone, including me, held at least one second job in addition to our primary duties. If that weren’t enough to eat up spare time, they’d also assigned me to be a drone operator and rifleman. My to-do list was longer than my day.Like everyone else, I worked the equivalent of two full-time jobs. My typical workday included eight to twelve hours as Sheila’s shadow and another five to seven hours working in the. Is Mr. Cordoza going to be there?" Probably, he's there about half the time, talking business with Father.I leave as soon as I can."I take her arm in mine. "C'mon, let's take this to Mr. Tippett. One jobdone, on to the next."* * * *** * * * *** * * *Patty just doesn't understand. Enrique's nothing like the guards, likeanybody else here. He's ... scary. She acts like it's no big deal to haveto talk with him, but the guards are afraid of him. I've seen it.Tippett seemed happy to get the thing.