An end seems inevitable, and I’m not strong enough to stop it. I ask him to seek help from someone, something stronger than me. He doesn’t believe...it will help. He doesn’t rant and rave, he quietly accepts this as his happiness. It is what he wants. He apologizes to me for God bringing me into his life when He did. I thank God. His mother thanks me, and God, for coming around when I did. Like I’m supposed to make a difference. Like knowing him fulfills my divine mission in this lifetime. I. “So, what was my husband like in high school?” Katy inquired.“He was quiet and shy,” Rose said, “as were a lot of us.”Rose glanced in my direction and proffered a quick wink.“Some of us have changed a little,” Rose added. About that time, an older guy walked up and Rose introduced us to “Lico”, her husband. Lico was probably about ten years older than any of us. He was an affable guy, but, unlike Rose, pretty reserved. He slipped on to the bench seat beside me, sipping on a Bud Light. Lico was. 'Hello', she said to him, his eyes fixated on her hand as it went under the hem of her grey skirt, and showed her thigh as far up as midway.'Would you like to see more', she challenged him?'Fucking Hell', I thought, 'Brazen little cow', as she let her raised knee fall in his direction, effectively opening her thighs wider, now his eyes were in line with her open thigh, as she looked at me. I saw his eyes on her crotch, no doubt mesmerized by the green cotton of our regulation knickers.We stood. .. thinking!" she said, trying to cover up her inattentiveness."Now what could be so distracting to such a pretty young girl as you?" he said, knowing he had her off-guard."It doesn't matter," she said.The two of them talked more and Tanya-Lynn began to feel more and more attracted to him. Blake seemed to know just what to say and just how to say it to win her over. It was as if he already knew her. It would have been spooky, had she not been so engrossed in the biker. Tanya-Lynn listened to.