Back at the house Portuguese was flying through the air at a blistering rate. Maria realized she had to do something to take their minds and hers off ...f whatever it was that was going on outside. Quickly she divided the girls up into groups, sending some to look for blankets while sending others to make hot tea and chocolate. She saw two of the girls make the sign of the cross and for a second thought it a bit funny given Scott and Angie's beliefs. But if the saying any port in a storm were. It was fun, and we all agreed it was a good evening. Judith (Jill's mom) was delightfully charming, and I could tell we were doing well together. At the end of the evening, I thanked them both for the great time.I got to work the next day, and Jill let me know the trip back to Jill's house was committed to conversation about me. I was flattered, and Jill indicated Judith wanted to see me again. I was excited about that, and arranged to call her and see her again. I called, we talked, and we got. At home, I went first into Mom's office, finding her in the middle of several piles of neatly stacked papers, with her hands flying on the computer. I kissed her cheek in greeting. She saved her work and turned around to talk. The first thing she said caused me pause. "Destiny, you look very professional in that outfit. No one would ever guess your age." Thank you, Mom. I'm taking your advice, though, and getting out of the daily sales calls.'"I'm so glad to hear that. When?" In another life, I. The girls were treated to a lavish meal for their birthday, the community had embraced them readily, the two ‘Irish Colleens’ as old Guiseppe teasingly called them. Kelly saw her sister talking to Francisco and her sister motioned her over a few minutes later. ‘D’Ye think your can make yerself scarce tonight?’ Reagan asked. Her accent came back ever-so-slightly when she was excited, oddly, her twin had none. Kelly sighed. She knew what was coming, but she asked anyway. ‘Why?’ She knew she could.