“Make babies, lots and lots of babies. They can grow up and vote our way. And it could even be fun!”“What do you think of that Ruby” asks Uncl... Adam. Ruby blushes and looks at her knees and plays with the hem of her dress. “I guess it might work ok Uncle. I don’t know how much fun it would be.” “What is that” cries her uncle who jumped up came over to the couch sitting next to her placing an arm around her. “You haven’t let any of those high school educated football boys show you a good. He purred, she smiled and they shared a brief kiss before chasing each other into water.On the last day, Eva and Ezra travelled to the far coast of the island on a tour bus, to a small beach enclosed by cliffs. Portelet Bay was quiet, but the breathtaking views and wonderfully unspoilt beach made it a romantic setting for their day.Ezra had scrounged half-a-dozen rolls, some miniature pots of jam and butter and a couple of cartons of orange juice from the breakfast buffet, and they turned it. Do I remember Nicole's Mom being next door? My mouth dry, I swallowed hard and suggested in a feeble voice, "Nicole, why don't you write our names?" I knew that she only stared back at me, smiling. I quickly followed with, "C'mon, start with Chris' name." My eyes never left her toes. I was studying the spaces in between her toes, thinking about how snuggly my tongue would press in between, forming to the shape of the cavity and what delectable morsels I would be scrubbing from the sides of. There are those who understand and are expressing words that all are enfolding them in God’s arms.From that moment, it is easy for Mark, and Brian, to join Patti, Jennifer, and Jessica on Sunday mornings, followed by brunch at a nearby restaurant, a tradition Brian has started.Brian notices early on that one of the ushers, around Patti’s age, always makes a point of saying hello to her each Sunday and asking how her week has been.About the third Sunday, Brian asks Patti about who the usher is..