There was something precious about being wanted by someone who’d seen everything. Someone who knew more. Someone who was calmer and more patient and...so much more full of experience than any other guy she’d known.She couldn’t look at him. She pulled down the sun visor and flipped open the mirror, checking her makeup. Sometimes she’d see Alice in her own reflection. It always startled her. The same nose. Cheekbones. She leaned closer to the mirror. Just younger. Darker. Cleaner. Together, at. ”There was a small crowd gathering when I took my guitar out of the case and started picking and singing“My Special Angel” Bobby Helms ©1957You are my special angelSent from up aboveThe Lord smiled down on meAnd sent an angel to loveYou are my special angelRight from paradiseI know you’re an angelHeaven is in your eyesThe smile from your lipsbrings the summer sunshineTears from your eyes bring the rainI feel your touch, your warm embraceAnd I’m in heaven againYou are my special angelThrough. They promised me that you would never know." So you were cheating on dad with this Jake guy?"It was time for a lie or two. David didn't need to know that his father condoned what I'd been doing so I said:"I guess you could say that, although I didn't look at it that way. Your father had been working his ass off to make vice president. Jake told me that if I would have sex with him he would give your dad the next vice presidency that came open. I was tired of seeing your father come home dead. "Daddy, I was thinking aboutwhat you said about how you want to spend your retirement, and I comebearing an enchanted gift." Enchanted?" Dave had a suspicion where this was going, but he neededSandra to say it out loud.Sandra smiled in a way that reminded Dave of when she'd ask fordangerous toys as a kid. "Um, well, I've got a friend who is a bit of awitch. So magically enchanted. Like for real magic." Of course. A friend who is a witch, and what did this witch friend ofyours give you to give.