That agreement with you. We did not pursue such an agreement because we knew you would not want a manicure or pedicure.”I ask, “So then what did m... husband win?”This time only Ira replies, “Our admiration. However Ms. Blaine, should you desire a rematch we both would enjoy and manicure and pedicure.”Mira quickly agrees, “Yes Ms. Blaine that would be a good use of your time.”I answer with a hint of sarcasm, “Heck no! I don’t want to interrupt your sacred reading time.”Mira asks, “Ms. Blaine, we. I read somewhere, can’t remember where exactly, that what sustains us are friends who love us and who show us their love, who share our pain when we are in pain.By that measure Sofía and Javier and I were friends, no matter how recently we’d met. It’s true our friendship was a temporary one, it had always been certain I would leave some day, but we’d made the most of the time we had. I admit I’d thought more than once early on that Sofía and I might have a relationship that went beyond our days. I stopped short of the bright sunshine beyond the few remaining trees ahead, and dismounted, leading my horse beside a large, fallen log. I looked around one last time, pulled my boots off, and slid my shorts and panties down my legs. Sitting bare-assed on the log, I carefully laid them out beside me, and climbed up on the fallen tree trunk and pulled my shirt off. My heart was thudding as I felt nothing between my skin and the wide world, but before I could let fear change my mind, I grabbed. "No, that's the problem, Sarah. She hasn't had sex before. That's what I said." Megan was being patient. Sarah sighed, trying to be patient also."Yes she did. Obviously she did, because she's pregnant. But I know she did, because I saw her," Sarah stated calmly. Julie looked upset."But I didn't. I've never had sex. I would have remembered that!" Julie protested, near tears. Megan looked at Sarah, eyebrows raised."Sarah, we don't understand. Please help us to understand," Megan asked. Sarah.