Chapter 2

"You wouldn't!" she gasped.

"You know I would."

"Feisty, Puritan. Isn't that, and the scandalous outfit you have on, enough to get you excommunicated?" asked Andrew.

"You're an idiot, Tomb Raider. Only Catholics get excommunicated."

He placed a hand over his heart and staggered back as if mortally wounded.

"You slash me with your words."

"Shame you're still living, isn't it. Lilith, we're through here. Let's go."

I turned and left the corner.

Behind me, Lilith scribbled something on Andrew's hand. She caught up to me as I was putting back Fallen Angels.

"See you later, Giles. And please tell me next time someone else is in the corner."

"Of course I will. It just slipped my mind. Have a good day, Athene, and Lilith."

We strolled thru the mall, mainly because I was still trying to figure out how to walk in my sister's shoes.

"You like him. Admit it," Lilith said once we reached her car.

"I despise him. Get over it."

She didn't say a word until we were out of the parking lot.

"I think he's cute, personally."

"Goodness, you don't give up, do you? And, while he may be aesthetically pleasing, intellectually he's on a level with a soccer ball."

"So? I'm not looking for intelligent conversation, more like a quick tumble in the hay."

Sputtering, I shifted in my seat to look at her.

"I so did not need to hear that! He's a minor, Lilith, honestly!"

"I knew it!" she crowed. "You do like him!"

"No, Lilith, I don't. I think he's annoying, egotistical, pompous, rude and a s.o.b."

"Semper odimus eosdem quos amamus," she muttered.

"What in the name of all that's holy was that?"

"You always hate the very ones you love."


"It's not."

"Then why aren't you with Jeremy?"

She winced. "Oh, God Lil, I'm sorry."

"No. It was a fair question. It just brought back a lot of bad memories."

I flipped radio stations and heard the chorus of an oldies song.

'Sooner or later, love is gonna get ya,

Sooner or later, girl ya got to give in,

Sooner or later, love is gonna let ya,

Sooner or later, love is gonna win…'

"Doesn't that raise our hopes," I said, selfdepecratingly.

"Hey. They're right. Someday it'll happen. To both of us, you'll see."

We didn't speak the rest of the way home, each lost in our thoughts.

Back home, Mom told Lilith a boy had called for her. "…name was Drew, I believe."

I groaned. "Please tell me you didn't."

"Momma, d'you have the phone number?" Lilith called, picking up the phone from it's cradle and moving into the kitchen.

Leaving me staring after her with my mouth hanging open, looking like a fish out of water.

Another chapter. Happy now?

Athene Saille