Rose comes home once late. She is cold and wet from the rain, but hot inside for other reasons I do not know yet.I know in the dusk or darkness when s...e gets in, as I see suddenly light at her window when she gets into her room.Rose does not know anyone peeks from far at her. I grab my looking glass to see any action from as close as I can.I know she must be unaware as she always leaves her curtains open till the time she finally undresses to go to bed.Rose takes immediately all her wet clothes. Once we got me cleaned up, she still looked concerned."We can move the futon to the living room if you like. I forgot you're all grown up, and a man of the world now. I guess I still think of you as my little boy. I should know you need your privacy, now." It's not that," I said. "I was just surprised Phee would agree to it." She loves you," said my mother, looking very serious. "She loves you very much. And I think she misses having a stable male influence her own age in her life. She goes on. She had raged, and screamed, and thrown things, and she was pretty sure that the Russian blonde had required stitches after Leonora had opened her cheek with her fingernails. He had begged for forgiveness, promised to make it up to her ... all the lies that men who cheated told their wives. Martin knew that he had it good ... after all, a traditional Filipina is very much about her man ... or should that be, Her Man. Cooking, cleaning, ironing his clothes, dedicated to the family. That’s why it. He looked into my eyes and smiled. ?It won’t be too much longer,? he said.?That’s not what I asked. I want to know what I can do to speed things up.??Just keep doing what you’re doing. It will happen.??Are you saying that this fantasy thing is all part of it???Absolutely. When I’m satisfied with your dedication and commitment, then I’ll propose.??But I am devoted to you. I love you. Don’t you know that?? I asked in frustration.?Of course I know you love me. I love you too. There’s nothing in.