‘I take it,’ Alan said, proceeding delicately, ‘That Spanish is your first language,’ he asked Lisa. ‘Yeah, that’s easy enough to tell. I ...as born in Costa Rica, and we moved to the States when I was ten. That’s when I met Margo,’ she said, casting a friendly glance her friend’s way.’ ‘Why did your family leave Costa Rica?’ ‘My dad got a research fellowship at a hospital in New York, and we never left. My mom is half-American (her mom was born there), so citizenship was never a problem, and. .. I guess I'm doing okay. I'm nervous," I said."Yeah, well, so am I," she said."You don't look it. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were here for a sore throat or something trivial like that."She just laughed quietly and smiled. "Or a sore pussy." Geez, keep your voice down. Besides, that's as much Ann's fault as mine." Well, yes, that's true. Anyway, what I really meant is, are you feeling any better?" About us, you mean?" Yeah, exactly." Sure, I feel better. I mean, you and I have. Shelia smiled and asked for a gin and tonic. Stacey left to fill the orders. Shelia continued her studied silence and waited for her drink. Thomas stared at her and ached for her to say anything. Even to be laughed at would allow him to end the night and return home. At the moment Thomas was about to speak Stacey returned with his beer. Thomas picked up the frosty mug and took a long swallow. Giving himself another few moments of the silence that was, at once, powerfully intoxicating and. ”
“Oh fuck, that would be something. I still can’t believe you turned me onto that shit.”
All of a sudden, my life was upside down. Mr Johnson, black is fucking my mother and my Dad is all into this??? What the fuck. Nervously, I got the beers and brought them outside. As they heard me opening the door, they suddenly got quiet and it seemed like they were looking at me different. "Thanks honey.“ With that, I couldn’t remember anything else he said other than I too was looking at them.