Each time after our meetings at Luigi’s I drove Anthony home, and the kiss on the cheek became that little bit more lingering. Then one night one of...us — I’m not sure which — adjusted our position slightly, and his lips slipped onto mine. The kiss lasted maybe five seconds, and I relaxed into it, my eyes fluttering closed. I lay awake in bed thinking about Anthony for hours that night before I finally got to sleep. The next day, just after the class of 15-year olds I was teaching broke up for. .. pathetic.Most had already discarded or lost the cross given to them by their legates. Mine lay safely in a pine box I made with my own hands.But I was different. I believed in our cause. The rest were mere sell swords. They offered their blades like a whore offered her body ... if the price was right. They were all of them sinners.I looked up from my beads. Father Fredrick the legion's priest sat before me.I hadn't heard him approach."My child," he said. "Are you aware that before dawn that. " Pick whatever you like." I said opening the laptop on my desk. Ruby sat in the chair again and started to play some rock music I'd never heard before."What do you think?" Great!" I lied."Do you mind if I smoke?" Not at all." I lied. Ruby lit up a cigarette then, while grooving to the music in the chair, undone the buckles on her shoes and slipped them off."Aah, much better, my feet are killing me." I could give you a foot rub, if you wanted?" I offered hoping for an opportunity and handed. Bring your daughter, we would love to meet her.” Her voice was full of compassion and warmth, and Cynthia nodded.“I think I would like that. Thank you, Mary.”Sarah arrived the next day, but Max didn’t know until he arrived home in the afternoon from visiting Cynthia who, it turned out, lived only three blocks away, to find a motorcycle in the driveway. He stopped to look, fascinated by the wild paintjob depicting a naked woman riding a motorcycle through a crowd of bikers.The motorcycle was.