I have God with me. He is going to give me the words all I'm going to do is be his mouthpiece. We can do this." She said with real confidence. "I'm go...ng to tell him my story. God is going to do all the work. We are going to do this!" YEAH!" I said loudly into the phone. "Do THIS!" YEAH!" She said loudly back at me. We were pumped up and she was going to do this."Love you, go to it." Love you. Talk later." She disconnected the phone call and I sat back in bed. I just smiled at her enthusiasm;. "Honey, I've watched you when she comes into the house. I watched the way your eyes seemed to glow with love and the way your face took on a different complexion. It's a look that only a woman who has loved and been loved would recognize." I don't know what to say, Mom." "You don't have to say anything, honey. It would be nice to know what your feelings for her are but it really doesn't matter. I guess I just wanted to let you know that I know and I guess I understand in a way. I'm not sure how. " She handed me a white tunic, a toga I guess, which I obediently, if reluctantly, stepped into. Satisfying herself that her selection met her expectations, she asked me if I had white underwear, commenting that not wearing any, might be something we might progress to. "Good, this should be your uniform, for the time being."For the next week, I took their orders, delivered them, received payment, offered change, which the ladies frequently brushed aside. The coffee room filled up, and new. Kinda cool, that, when you’re eighteen or nineteen.We nodded and said hello, but he was already on the clock, so we didn’t stop to talk. I stashed my leather apron and gloves into his locker (as a summer worker, I didn’t rate my own locker). Then I headed for the house. As tired as I was, I liked those the early mornings and watching the sun chase the night shadows across the valley as I strolled home.Usually, Glenda had gone back to bed when I got home, but sometimes she stayed up drinking.