The Twins
Copyright Deni Wom
Edited by James Friedman
Chapter 1 - The Clearing
Dani: 7th Grade; Tony: 5th Grade
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
They watched as a flock of Canadian
geese honked their way across the sky, aligning their flight path to glide onto
the surface of the lake.
Without turning to look at her, the
boy asked, “Can I stay here tonight?” He seemed nervous.
The girl turned her head slightly,
trying to study him out of the corner of her eye. She wondered if he knew,
despite her boyish clothing and very short hair, she was a girl. She glanced
around the clearing. Not a great place, but it did seem to blunt the wind, even
helped a bit with the cold.
He was young, probably too young to
have raping her in mind. Whatever raping was. Couldn’t be worse than what she
had already been through with her stepfather.
She shrugged. “Got a sleeping bag?”
“Naw. Don’t need a sleeping bag. I
got a blanket.”
“Suit yourself.”
They gathered some wood, then lit a
fire as the sun sank below the horizon. They bantered back and forth for a while,
then withdrew to opposite sides of the clearing to sleep.
Sometime in the night she heard his
teeth chattering. The wind had come up and the temperature seemed to have
dropped precipitously. The fire was out. No moon.
She listened.
The kid was crying. Not loud, just
soft whimpers and sniffles. He sounded scared. He sounded lonely. He sounded as
if his heart was broken.
She made her decision. “Bring your
blanket over here and put it on top of my sleeping bag. We’ll both be warmer,”
she said. Just in case he came over, she unzipped her sleeping bag a bit to let
him in.
It took him a few moments, but the
cold overcame his sense of pride. She was shocked by how cold he was when he
finally climbed in beside her. With the compassion of an older sibling, she
rolled over and put her arm around his thin frame, pulling him to her. It took
a while, but his shivering slowly subsided. She had almost drifted back to
sleep when he started whimpering again.
His soul seemed to pour from his clenched
teeth. He cried for a long time.
“What happened?” she finally asked
when he quieted.
He shook his head, unwilling to verbalize
the horrible things that had been done.
She thought before deciding to tell
him the reason that she had run away from home, of the unspeakable things her
stepfather had tried to do to her.
When she started talking, she could
tell he was listening intently. When she was done, he sniffled. “How’d you stop
him?”
She described how her knee had
caught him in his unprotected groin, how her fingers had dug out one of his
eyes, how her forehead had knocked him out.
He thought for a while. Finally he
said, “Wish I could’ve done that.”
“I’ll show you,” she offered.
He groaned when he shifted. “My
butt is soooo sore; it bleeds when I go.”
He still didn’t seem to suspect she
was a girl. “I’ll take you to the ER in awhile, After the sun comes up, when it
warms up a little.”
He snuggled a little closer. “Would
you be my sister?” he asked, almost too softly for her to hear.
So he did know. She sifted through
her fears and reservations. “OK,” she finally said.
“My name’s Tony.
What’s yours?”
“Dani.”
Chapter 2 – Emergency Room
After the sun came up
“Let’s clean up before we go to the
emergency room, Tony.”
“You mean bathe in the creek?” Tony
sounded skeptical, even slightly frightened by the idea.
“The lake, actually. It’s warmer.”
Tony still didn’t look so sure. “Am
I going to be naked? In front of you?”
Dani chuckled. “I’m your big
sister, remember? We’ve seen each other naked lots of times.”
Tony looked a little squeamish.
“Never had anyone see me naked … ’cept ….” Tears glimmered as he stifled a sob.
“If we’re going to live like
brother and sister, here, we’re going to have to get used to bathing together.
I have no intention of being dirty just because I’m homeless.”
Tony could see the logic in that.
He shrugged and walked, gingerly, toward the lake.
It took them two hours to walk to
the emergency room. Walking obviously caused Tony pain. Once there, it took
another hour and a half to see a nurse. After an half hour of explanations in
which Tony swore that Dani was his big sister, and that they had no other
family alive, they were placed in a curtained off area.
Tony was instructed to take his
clothes off and put on a backless paper gown.
An hour later a doctor examined
Tony. To Tony’s humiliation, another nurse was present for the examination.
Dani could tell by the expression on the nurse’s face that she was deeply moved
by the trauma the boy had suffered.
As they left the ER, the nurse
followed them out. She asked Dani if she could talk with her for a moment.
Though mortified, Dani decided to
come clean with the nurse. Staring at the floor, she explained their situation,
about her stepfather, about Tony’s traumatic molestation.
Tears in her eyes, the nurse watched
her. “We have a little bedroom that is off the back of our house that you two
are welcome to use, if you want to. There is a laundry room and bathroom with a
shower right by it too, which you could use. What do you think?”
Dani looked into the nurse’s
compassionate eyes. “How would we pay for it? We have no money.”
The nurse thought for a moment,
then nodded. “I understand what you are saying. My husband and I have several
acres, and we raise a few sheep and chickens. How about if you two do the yard
work and take care of the animals and mow the fields in exchange for both food
and shelter? I’m Henrietta by the way. My
husband calls me Eta.”
Dani promised to talk to Tony about
her kind offer and get back to her. Eta gave Dani a card with her address, and
work and home phone number. “Just show up if you want to use it. Things are
crazy here in the afternoon; I may not be able come to the phone. So if you
decide to call, leave a message if I’m tied up. Okay?” She seemed to struggle
with whether she could give Dani a hug.
After Tony was released from the
ER, Dani and Tony walked the two miles to the address the nurse had given them.
It was a pretty house, with a huge yard and even larger fields. They counted
ten sheep and at least fifty chickens. The house was only a few blocks from
Tony’s school.
A man watched them through the
living room window. He watched them looking at the house. After a few moments
he came out. “I’m Ralph. I’m Henrietta’s
husband. She called and told me a little bit about your conversation. Would you
like me to show you the room?”
Dani and Tony looked at each, eyes
sparkling, not quite believing how lucky they were, and nodded.
The room was large, had twin beds,
two desks, and a TV. The entry to the room was off the back porch.
“Our two sons used to live in here
before they went off to college and got hitched. It’s been empty ever since.
What do you think?”
Dani rushed to the man and hugged
him. Tony waited for a few seconds, then hobbled over to him and hugged him as
well.
“It’s going to be great to have
this room used again.” Ralph said with a wistful grin. “Now let me show you how
we feed the sheep and chickens. We collect eggs every evening. Come on, I’ll
show you.”
Later that night Dani heard whimpers.
Tony was crying again. She lay there for a few seconds, debating, then proposed
that they push the single beds close together so that they could snuggle if he
needed to.
Tony quieted. A few moments later
he murmured. “I’m sorry.”
“For what, little brother?”
His whimpers escalated to outright
crying. When his sobs subsided a little he gasped, “How come you’re so nice to
me? You’re white, I’m black.”
Dani was surprised. She puzzled the
question. Why would he think that made a difference to her? Then it dawned on
her. It made a difference to him. “Tell me why you think that makes a
difference, little brother.”
As he thought about her question,
his crying lessened, then turned to sniffles. “I dunno. Cuz everybody says it
does, I guess.”
The room became silent, except for
their breathing.
Dani asked, “Why do you say you’re
black? I don’t understand that sort of thing. People have one parent that’s
Caucasian, and one parent that has some African heritage, and invariably they
call themselves black. They have less ‘black’ in them than they do ‘white;’ yet
they automatically think of themselves as being black. Why is that? It makes no
sense.”
After a few more moments of
silence, Tony said. “I dunno. It’s just what I been told. All my life I been
told I’m black.”
The silence lengthened. Dani thought
that perhaps Tony had gone to sleep.
Then, his voice barely audible, he
added, “Thinkin’ ‘bout it, I guess I don’t wanna be called no uppity nigger.”
Dani bolted upright in bed. She was
shocked. She had never heard anyone actually use that word before. The ‘N
Word’. To actually say it out loud was considered the ultimate in crass. She
felt shamed just to hear the word.
She found her indignation rising.
Trying not to sound angry, she replied, “Little brother, since you ARE my
brother … now … I forbid you from thinking of yourself in such a horrible way.
You are my brother, and you are intelligent and loving and kind and thoughtful
and ….” She ran out of words. “And I forbid you to say … or even THINK … such awful
things about yourself.
“You can be anything you want to be
in this world. The only person that can stop you from succeeding is you. One of
the things that can stop you is thinking of yourself as less than other people
because of something you have no control over, such as your heritage. Make your
friends see you for who you really are. Excel in anything you do. Like Yoda
said, ‘Don't try, DO!’ ”
The room was silent again for a
bit.
“And, little brother, if I ever
hear you put yourself down like that again, I’m going to give you noogies.
We’ve both had horrible things happen to us, but it isn’t our fault. It was some
SOB that did it us. We didn’t deserve it. And I’ll be damned if I am going to
let it hold me down. Now let’s shove these beds together so we can both feel
like we belong to someone, and go to sleep.”
They wrestled the beds from the
sides of the room to the center, leaving the sheets and covers to hang down
between the beds, tacitly signifying that there was a definite boundary between
them, a mutual agreement that they were not physically intimate.
They got back into bed, still
wearing their clothes, yet another indication that they were indeed brother and
sister.
Dani grinned at Tony’s shy smile.
She turned out the light.
Tony wriggled back against the
barrier of the covers. “Would you put your arm around me until I can get to
sleep … please?”
Dani did so, her mind sifting
through the things she needed to say to her young friend. She took a deep
breath, then opened up her heart. “Look, Tony, I’m a girl. I could use that as
a way of feeling like a victim. Just like you are using your race to play the
part of a victim. It’s bullshit. I can be anything I want to be so long as I
don’t play the part of a victim. On top of being a girl, I am also sort of good
looking. The bastards that want to control me will use both against me. If I
were ugly, they would use that against me.
“I won’t let them. No way. I will
be me, and I will accomplish the things I want to accomplish. I will not let my
family, or friends, or enemies, or anybody else deflect me from the destiny
that I want for my life.
“I’m just starting to get boobs.
I’ve watched other women allow themselves to get side tracked by their
femininity. Or their looks. Or their gender. I will not. I know what I want and
I am going to get it, despite any roadblock that I come up against.
“And that’s what you need to do
too. Decide what you want out of life, and go for it. Don't let drugs or
smoking or assholes or manipulators get in your way.
“Forget that other people see you only
as a black male in America at a time when they think they can manipulate you
with that. Be you. Be ALL you want to be.”
Dani was silent for a moment or
two. “Or I’ll find you and give you noogies. Understand?”
He giggled. Then, silence again,
until Tony asked, “What’s your goal in life?”
Without hesitation, Dani said, “I
am going to be the best soccer player in the world.”
Two Weeks Later
They had the chickens fed, the cows
hayed, and their clothes washed. “Wanna play some soccer?” Tony asked.
“You feel up to it?” Dani said as
she looked at him.
Tony shrugged. “Won’t know for sure
till I try.” He kicked the ball to her.
Dani deftly trapped the ball, shuffled
it perfectly to her other foot and passed the ball back.
They passed the ball back and forth
for several minutes before Ralph came out of the house. He stood on the back
porch, watching, then walked down to
where they were scrimmaging. Without asking, he joined in. It was immediately
apparent that he had some skills when it came to soccer. Before long they were
laughing as they played, Dani and Tony against Ralph.
An hour later, breathing hard, the
sun fully set, Ralph asked, “You kids want some hot chocolate?”
“WOW! This is good!” Tony said when
he took a sip.
Dani grinned. “It is, isn’t it?
Thank you, Ralph.”
Tony’s face seemed to cloud before
he perked up and said, “Thanks!”
Ralph said, “I used to coach my
kids soccer team when they were growing up.”
Tony looked at Dani. “Dani is going
to be the best soccer player in the world,” he stated.
Ralph looked at Dani. “That right?”
Dani blushed, but then sat up
straighter. “Yes. It is.”
Ralph nodded. “Well then, young
lady, it would be my pleasure to assist you on your journey.”
Chapter 3 - Dojo
A Year Later
Dani: 8th Grade; Tony: 6th Grade
Dani came out of the grocery store
with her arms full of grocery bags. She saw Tony down the street, staring
through a window. She walked to him, and handed him two of the grocery bags. He
took them without looking at her, his eyes riveted on what was happening inside
the window.
Dani looked through the window too.
People seemed to be dancing with each other in a very forceful way. As she
watched, one of each the dance partners stepped in close, put their hip against
their partner’s hip, then threw them to the floor.
Tony said, “Judo. Don't you think?”
“Kind of graceful, isn’t it?”
Each of the partners turned to the
other and bowed. They then turned as a group and bowed to a man at the front of
the room. The man bowed back.
Everyone went to the coat closet
and prepared to leave.
Tony and Dani were just walking
down the street toward home when someone behind them called to them. They
turned to see the man that everybody had bowed to a few moments earlier. He
motioned for them to walk back to him.
Feeling as if they had been caught
cheating at something, they did so.
“Are you kids interested in
learning self defense?” the man asked.
Tony nodded furiously. “Yes sir.”
Dani looked at Tony. She saw his
look of determination. She thought about what he had said the night they first
met. She looked at the man. “We have no way to pay you sir, but we would be
happy to clean your place once a week if we could learn from you.”
The man stared at her, then at
Tony. Then his lips curled ever so slightly into the tiniest of smiles. “This ‘place’
is called a Dojo. I am Sensei Mac. Sensei means
teacher, or instructor. And I accept your offer. Please come inside for a few
moments. I will show you where the janitor’s closet is and what you will need
to clean every week. He turned on the ball of his foot and went back inside the
Dojo.
2 Weeks Later
As they had started doing every
night, on Ralph’s the suggestion, Tony and Dani were passing the ball back and
forth between them as they watched TV. Dani flipped the ball upward to her
head, then gently headed it back to her right foot, where she caught it on the
top of her shoe. She then passed it back to Tony.
A commercial came on.
Tony turned to face Dani. His face
was shining with happiness. “I’ve decided what I’m going to be when I grow up.”
His dark eyes sparkled as he grinned.
Dani smiled back at him. “Great! What?”
“I’m going to be a medical doctor
like Sensei Mac, and be the best martial arts fighter in the world.” He stood,
then turned to face her, holding his fists and arms exactly the way that Sensei
Mac had taught them. With consummate grace he kicked then punched with both
fists, twisting his hands as they shot forward, exactly the way that they had
been taught.
Dani gathered her little brother
into her arms. She kissed his forehead then said, “There’s no doubt in my mind
that you will be exactly that.”
A Week Later
Dani laughed; a deep belly laugh,
the kind that make your eyes water. Tony couldn’t stop himself from joining in.
They had been passing the soccer
ball back and forth between them, using only their feet. Over the time they had
been roommates, brother and sister, they had used the soccer ball to hone their
attention on what they were working on, like homework. They could now study or
watch TV, or even walk down the street as they passed the ball back and forth.
Both of them could pop the ball up, dribble it in the air with their feet, then
pass it off to the other person, without even looking at the ball.
Tony had passed the ball to Dani
using his forehead to tip the ball her way. The ball had landed smack dab in
her lap, wedged between her flat belly and the front of the desk. When she
scooted her chair back slightly to free the ball, the chair legs moving on the
floor had made the sort of sound that is best contained in the restroom.
They knew each other well enough by
now that they felt able to pass gas in each other’s presence. They could even
discussed the flavor of the odor when they were particularly bored.
But the sound of chair legs scraping
on the floor resounded so loudly in the room that they could not help
themselves. They laughed until they had tears in their eyes.
All the while, they kept the soccer
ball moving between them, tipping it up. Passing it foot to foot, catching it
between their feet or knees, tipping it up to bounce on their foreheads as they
laughed.
Tony finally calmed down enough to
comment, “You know sis, we are getting really good at controlling the ball. I
bet you could use your ball control to get by the opposing players when you
need to pass them on the field.
Dani visualized how that might be
beneficial for a few moments, then grinned. “Good idea, lil bro. I’ll think
about that, try it in my next game.”
Chapter 4 - Soccer
A Years Later
Dani: 9th Grade; Tony: 8th Grade
The Cowgirls soccer team was behind
4-zip, the first string players bitching constantly about the heat. When coach
had enough of their attitude, she turned to her bench and pointed at Dani. “Yer
in! I don’t want to hear a word about the heat! Just go in there and play your
heart out. That’s all I ask of you.”
The Cowgirls won the game 5-4. Dani
scored all five points.
Tony was jubilant as he picked his
sister up and swung her around. “Sis, you are incredible!” He looked down at
her flushed face. He was a full foot taller than she was now. “I can’t believe
how you can dribble around the other players like that! And that last goal! MY
GOD! You put that ball right in the upper right corner of the goal! Perfect! No
way a goalie could ever reach that!”
Dani hugged her little brother
tight. Her arms were wrapped tightly around his waist. She pressed her cheek
against his chest. “Thanks lil bro.”
Most of the first string quit when she
was named to first-string starter at center that next week. The rumor mill went
wild about how Dani was the bed-buddy of the coach, who was suddenly rumored to
be a dyke. It was the only thing that could possibly explain why such a young
player could be promoted to 1st string, after all.
After all, Dani was only a Freshman!
Good god! Besides, with a bod like hers, why did she even play sports? She
could have any guy she wanted, why be an athlete? The innuendoes grew nastier
every day.
The Cowgirls won their next game, 9-0.
Dani scored every point. A triple hat trick! Unheard of! Coach had promoted a
number of other players that showed promise, and good attitude. Having a team
that actually played as a team really helped, of course.
The School Board began receiving
complaints from the well-to-do parents of the girls that were no longer first
string, each complaint including a reference to the dyke coach that moved such
young players onto first string.
During the next School Board
meeting, one of the School Board members asked what soccer was; several members
of the other Board just shrugged in reply, confused.
One of the parents complained vociferously
about the coach being a dyke.
The Board seemed to be unfamiliar
with that term as well.
Coach let her husband of 18 years
speak for her on the subject.
The Board chairwoman, not wanting
to give further credence to the rumors, tabled the discussion until the next
regular Board meeting.
The Cowgirls won their next three
games, Dani scoring every point.
Recall petitions were brought to
the ensuing Board meeting. An election of School Board members was duly scheduled
for the next regular countywide election.
The reconstituted Cowgirls team,
with Dani’s fervid encouragement, gained both experience and a desire to score.
The new players carried no sense of entitlement. As they their teamwork, others
on the team began to score as well.
The Cowgirls won their last regular
season game, 14-2. They arrived at the State Soccer Tournament seeded #7 out of
14 teams.
They did well at the State tourney,
taking first place, outscoring their opponents 2 to 1.
The following week, Dani received a
scholarship offer from a prestigious all-girls high school in a neighboring county.
This season had been the first season that the nearby school’s girl’s soccer
team had not taken first place in the tri-county tournament.
Of course the crap hit the fan
locally as those people that considered themselves to be the “in crowd” branded
Dani as a traitor and a turncoat. Those casting aspersions were, of course, the
same people that had been criticizing her earlier in the year, still branding
her a lesbian, unworthy of her place on the team, the coach’s pet, etc.
Ralph and Eta were excited for “their
kids”. Over breakfast they gently steered Dani into accepting the scholarship,
reassuring Tony that he could continue on at his school. He would, after all,
be able to still see Dani every night when she came home. That summer Ralph
fixed up an old, dark blue Jeep that he had bought several years before. Dani
and Tony helped him with the repairs and repainting.
Both Dani and Tony earned their
brown belts at the Dojo that summer.
Dani loved her time at the all-girl’s
school, graduating with both academic and athletic honors, first in her
graduating class against worthy scholastic competition.
Despite her perfect grades and hard
work on her studies, she played soccer every year, becoming the team leader and
lead scorer. The girl’s high school took state every year, further riling the miffed
parents of the Cowgirls soccer team. They were especially caustic when the prestigious
girl’s school beat the Cowgirls 17-0.
Dani was offered full-ride four-year
academic/athletic scholarships to several universities of her choice. She chose
the college that had the best women’s soccer team, expecting the coach to be
exceptional, and that her teammates would give her plenty of competition.
Tony was already a 2nd
degree black belt; Dani was 1st degree
black belt.
Tony entered his senior year one
year ahead of his previous classmates. His grades put him at the pinnacle of
his class.
Dani had still not gone on a date
when she entered college. She had not kissed a single boy, nor even held hands.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to. She did
want to. It was just that whenever a boy came toward her, his eyes would rivet
onto the heavenly vision of her Twins. The boy would invariable become
tongue-tied, unable to speak.
Once she had even tried asking a
boy to join her for a burger after class, but as usual the young man could not
answer. He never did look at her face.
Humiliated, she didn’t ask again.
Dani made a point of coming home from
college (a three hour drive each way) at least every other weekend. The Jeep
was perfect for winter weather driving over the pass. While home, she and Tony
compared their experiences, enjoying each other’s company more and more each
visit.
When Dani came home for Spring
Break, Ralph had facial bruises. “What happened, Pops? Are you OK?”
Ralph grinned. “Let your brother
tell you about it.” He went back to reading his paper.
Dani turned to look at Eta, her
eyebrows raised in question.
Eta chuckled. “We had some
excitement. Your brother was the hero.” She pointed at the back porch as she
tilted her head in that direction.
Dani set her suitcase down and
headed out to talk with her brother, a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.
“What happened to Pops?” she demanded as she walked through the door to their
room.
Tony glanced up at her as he set
his pen down. “Promise you won’t get mad at me, Sis?”
The sinking feeling in the pit of
her stomach became a massive weight. “You did that?”
Tony shook his head as he pointed
at her perfectly made bed. “Sit down so we can talk. I really need to get this
off my chest. I need your absolution and guidance, Sis.”
Dani sat down, her face full of
worry. “Talk to me lil bro.”
Tony laid on his back. “Well, we
were coming back from the State Aikido Tournament. I was flat worn out. You
know, the adrenaline let-down after a big match. So I crawled into the back
seat and laid down. It was after dark. I fell a sleep.
“You know how it is, when the car
stops you sort of wake up? Well, I felt the car stop and figured that Pops was
stopping for gas, or to take a leak or something. I didn’t sit up, just tried
to go back to sleep. But something in my chest told me this was not a routine
stop. I sat up and looked out the window. There was like a biker gang or
something outside the car. Some big burly dude yanked Pops’ door open and pulled
him out of the car. He was using the “F” word and being really abusive. Told
him he needed the “F’n” car more than Pops did. Moms was Screaming in terror.
“By the time I got my seat belt off
and out of the car, he had hit Pops several times in the face and stomach. Pops
was down on the ground, bleeding. So I knocked the biker dude out. One strike.
Four others came at me. I knocked them out too. One punch each. The rest of the
gang jumped back on their bikes and took off.
“Mom called the cops. Of course
they didn’t believe me when I told them what happened. Mom went to the hospital
with Pops in the ambulance, leaving me there with the car. They handcuffed me
and put me in the back seat of the cop car. After three hours of BS, they let
me out again.
“The biker dudes had to be taken to
the hospital by ambulance too. One of them, the guy that was beating on Pops,
is now blind, apparently.”
Tony looked at Dani. “Did I do the
wrong thing, Sis? I mean, holy crap, five big biker dudes with at least ten
more backing them up. I was scared! I mean REALLY scared. I just reacted.” He
sat there, his head hanging down. “Anyway ….”
Dani moved over beside him. She put
her arm around his shoulders. “Sounds to me like you did exactly the right
thing, little brother. As we’ve discussed before, some people are bullies. They
think they can bully anyone. They tried to bully the wrong person this time.
They didn’t expect a kid to be as good as you are. They gambled. They lost, big
time.
“But I heard you say, ‘Of course,
the cops didn’t believe you.’ That’s victim thinking. The cops arrived on site,
saw a high school kid had beat up four bikers and jumped to the assumption that
was highly unlikely. They acted rationally. They had no idea that you’re the
super man that you are. They know now. And the bikers will think twice before
they try to steal a car from some old folks next time. I think you did great.
I’m mighty proud of you! Good job,
little brother! You’ve done incredibly well in your martial arts. Obviously you
learned well. You have now applied your knowledge and training in the real
world, and can be justifiably proud of saving Pops’ life, and probably Eta’s
too. You dun good, kid! Damn good!”
Tony stared at Dani’s face, seeming
to have a hard time believing her. “Really?” Tears welled up in his eyes.
Dani pulled him to her, giving him
a tight hug. She kissed his head. “Damn straight I’m proud of you, Bro!”
Chapter 5 – Tony’s Graduation
Three Years Later
Dani: College Freshman; Tony: 12th Grade
Tony bowed to his opponent, his
right fist pressed to his left palm. He then turned and faced the judges, which
included his Sensei. He bowed, showing his reverence for their advanced
knowledge and skills.
Sensei Mac and the other judges
returned his bow. When they stood upright, Sensei Mac grinned broadly. “Congratulations,
Tony. Your Kata was perfect. You meet the requirements for 6th Dan.”
Dani, Eta and Ralph clapped loudly,
cheering enthusiastically.
Dani was impressed, and excited.
Her little brother was progressing through the Dans much faster than normal.
His ability to teach younger martial artists exceeded even that of Sensei Mac.
Dr. Mac had reverently told her that he had never seen a more promising martial
artist.
And tomorrow the tall, handsome young
man would graduate from high school as valedictorian. His grade point average
was a perfect 4.5, almost unheard of nationwide.
The next morning, Eta and Dani
fussed with his graduation gown and hat. Tony chuckled at how much they wanted
him to look perfect.
“Oh my goodness! You are the most handsome young man I ever
did see!” Eta exclaimed several times. Her eyes teared up as she thought about
their little room being empty again when Tony went off to college. “I shall
miss you two every single day.”
Tony had received a full-ride
scholarship to the university of his choice. He was almost guaranteed entrance
to a prestigious medical school if he did as well in college as he had done in
high school. And there was a highly respected Dojo just off campus. Sensei Mac
had introduced him to the 9th Dan Sensei that ran the Dojo. Tony had
liked the man immediately.
The two of them had sparred for a
short while. Tony was impressed with his skills. Sensei
Goro was equally impressed with Tony’s abilities.
When he could stand no more of his
sister and mother’s fussiness, he fled to the protection of his classmates.
Ralph had saved seats in the third
row of the audience section. Eta kept saying, “He’s so handsome!”
Dani had to agree. Her brother was
tall, well groomed, had a gorgeous smile, and eyes that watched her face while
she spoke. It was so refreshing to have a male’s eyes staring at something
besides her twins.
The band started playing ‘Pomp and
Circumstance.’ The line of graduating seniors shuffled down the aisle to their
seats. Tony led the procession, his eyes straight ahead, an amused expression
on his face.
When he passed Dani, he looked at
her and winked. He mouthed, ‘Thank you
sis!’
When introduced, Tony rose to speak.
Dani started to record his speech
on her cellphone.
Tony looked straight at Dani, then
Eta, then Ralph. “I have been blessed in my life by a sister, a mother, and a
father, that adopted me into their hearts when I was young and bitter. I was
horribly abused by my birth mother’s second husband, my stepfather.
“But my new, adopted family refused
to allow me to feel sorry for myself. They refused to let me see myself as a
victim.
“And they were right. When we see
ourselves as a victim, we do not push ourselves to do, to be, our very best. We accept our own lame excuses for not rising above
our problems. We do not push ourselves to our full potential.”
Tony’s dark, handsome, earnest face
exploded in a bright red and white flash of blood and brains.
Chapter 6 – Aftermath
Dani rose in horror, then collapsed
into her chair, her scream strangled in her throat. Eta toppled sideways into
her husband’s arms.
Dani heard nothing. Everything
faded to black.
“Ma’am! Ma’am! Are you alright
Ma’am?” The voice came out of foggy darkness.
Someone was shaking her shoulder.
Her chest hurt. Somebody was
pumping on her chest. Then covering her mouth with theirs. She gasped twice,
then faded back into darkness.
“Good morning, Dani.” A pleasant
female voice seemed to come from above her. The voice was not familiar.
Dani opened her eyes. The room was
too brightly lit. She squinted, shying sideways as she tried to cover her eyes
with her hand. Something was on her hand, keeping her from covering her eyes.
Somebody turned the lights off.
“Welcome back,” the female voice
said.
“Where am I,” Dani asked. She
didn’t hear her voice. She said it again, but still couldn’t hear her words.
“Just lay still, honey, we’ll help
you adjust to sitting if you want us to. Just nod if you want to sit up.”
Dani nodded. Gentle hands slid
under her back. Whoever they were helped her to sit.
“Where am I?” she asked again.
Still no sound came from her mouth.
She felt pain in her throat.
“You have a tracheotomy, Dani. It will
be in place for another day or so. Until then why don’t you write down what you
want to say. I’ll remove the drip line that is connected to the back of your
hand so it’s easier to move.”
Dani felt as much as saw the tube
being removed from the back of her hand. “Thank you,” she tried to say before
she remembered that she could not speak.
She took the pen and notebook from
the nurse and wrote, “Is my brother OK? Where am I? What happened?”
The nurse took Dani’s hand as she
sat down on the bed beside her. “You’re in the hospital. There was an explosion
at the graduation ceremony. The FBI tells us it was quite likely a terrorist
attack, although no group has taken credit for it. Yet.”
Dani frantically scribbled, “Is
Tony OK? What about Eta and Ralph.”
The look on the nurse’s face
answered the question. The woman shook her head, grasping both of Dani’s hands.
“I’m sorry, Dani. But at least none of them suffered. It happened so fast that
the explosion killed everyone in your vicinity. You are the only person that
survived. Frankly, we don’t have an explanation for why or how you survived.
The explosives experts say it defies explanation.”
Dani’s whole body wracked as she
sobbed. She made no sound.
There was a knock on the door to
her room. A head peeked around the doorjamb. “Can we come in?”
The nurse looked at Dani with one
eyebrow raised in question.
Dani shrugged.
“Come on in,” The nurse said as she
walked out of the small room.
A man and a woman walked in. Their
faces were full of concern and curiosity.
“Hi. I’m, Ron, Ralph and Eta’s son.
We heard about the situation. I wanted to meet you. I have no idea why I never
came home to meet you and Tony. I guess it’s just been a very busy time for us.
But that’s no excuse. I know that. Now. It’s not until the person that you love
dies that you wake up and realize that you don’t have unlimited time. Anyway, I
wanted to see if there is anything I can do for you … even though I’ve never
met you before. And I am sorry.”
Dani looked up at the man, tears
streaming down her cheeks.
Chapter 7 – Recovery
Three Months Later
Dani forced herself to return to
college that fall. She spoke at no one; she smiled at no one. For her, there
was only determination, focus, goal driven tasks, and resolve. She refused to
think of herself as a victim. She would
reach her goal. She would be the best
soccer player in the world. She would not
allow whoever had killed over 300 innocent people in a seemingly senseless
attack to interfere with her future. Even now, after months of investigation by
the police and the FBI, no one had taken credit for the explosions.
At least once a week she would
awaken in terror, having had the same dream; in the dream there was a distinct
sequence of events that occurred. First was always Tony’s head exploding.
Second was always the bomb going off, and Eta’s falling sideways into Ralph’s
arms. Or was she blown sideways into her husband? No matter how hard she tried
to decipher the dream, the meaning eluded her.
Every fourth weekend she returned
home to visit the graves of her “family”, the only family she acknowledged.
Their graves held the only solace she could find.
Intensive soccer practice started late
that winter. With daily practice came welcome relief from her studies. She had
perfect test scores in every class. Still, it wasn’t enough to heal her heart.
Her soccer coach was a man, perhaps
only a few years older than she, but it was impossible to tell by looking. She
had yet to catch him looking at what lay below her shoulders. Instead he invariably
looked her directly in the eye as he coached her. She didn’t feel threatened by
his casual, friendly, but always professional attentions. He did not ask her why
she never spoke, which allowed her trust for him to build each week.
And she did well, constantly
outperforming anyone else on the team. None of the other players seemed to care
if she was friendly to them or not. She was never unfriendly. She passed the
ball to whoever was in the right position on the field. In scrimmages, she
passed off to a teammate far more often than she shot at the goal.
That changed during the first game.
Her teammates seemed to have forgotten everything coach taught them. No one was
sprinting ahead toward the other team’s defenders. No one was setting
themselves up for her pass to them.
So Dani simply started dribbling
the ball around the other team’s players and scoring herself. By half time they
were leading 12 to nothing.
Coach scolded the team for not
playing as a team. He made the point that the only player that consistently
drove for the goal was Dani.
The other players glared at Dani.
Coach noticed, and again scolded
them for not getting their butts in position for a pass and score. “Wake up!
Get into a position so she can pass forward to you!”
The second half was better. The
forwards made a point of sprinting into position. Dani shot the ball to them
resulting in three goals by the forwards.
The final score was 15 to zip.
Dani was awarded Best Offensive
Player and Most Valuable Player.
While they were dressing after the
game, a teammate, Robi asked Dani why she never
talked.
Dani shrugged and continued
dressing.
Robi didn’t let it drop. “Look,
you’re going for a soda with me. I’m buying. I‘m not taking ‘no’ for an answer
either. So get your butt dressed and lets go.”
Dani shrugged and finished donning
her clothes, which consisted of shorts and a sweatshirt, soccer shoes and bobby
socks, and a man’s felt hat.
“How come you wear that hat? Looks
like a man’s hat,” Robi asked.
Dani looked at her. “It was my
dad’s before he was killed.” Dani burst into tears.
Chapter 8 – A Friend
Connecting
They had no more than walked out
into the sunlight when Robi dropped a soccer ball onto the sidewalk then kicked
it over to Dani. Dani, without thinking, trapped the ball under her foot,
flipped it up to bounce from knee to knee as she walked, then let it drop back
to the ground. She trapped it, then tapped it back to Robi.
Neither of them missed a step as
they kept the ball in play, chatting with each other as they walked back to the
dorm. It felt so good to have someone to talk to again.
“We should room together,” Robi
suggested.
Dani looked at her out of the
corner of her eye. Robi was smiling to herself, her eyes focused a few yards ahead
of where they walked.
Dani’s current dorm room was tiny
and dark. ‘Maybe a double room would be
better,’ she thought. She shrugged, “Sure, how do we make it happen?”
“I think we just talk to the dorm
mother. Her office is on the first floor by the stairs. Want to stop in on the
way?”
Dani could feel her heart skip a
beat at the thought of having a friend again. The idea was both a little scary
and a little exciting. She shrugged. “OK,
sure.”
Dani’s few things fit easily into
the larger room. A small laptop, few pairs of jeans, t-shirts, two sweatshirts,
a coat, and her sneakers. Her allotted desk was right in front of the window.
She could see out into the quad, watch people as they played tennis, or sat
about chatting or studying.
“Mmmmm, peaceful,” she purred.
Robi chuckled. “It is, isn’t it?”
Dani unpacked her book bag then
plopped down at her desk. The room reminded her of the room that Eta and Ralph
had so kindly loaned them. It was bright and airy and comfortable. The sudden
memory was warm and fuzzy, but only slightly sad. In a short while, she felt
thoroughly at home.
About midnight a knock sounded on
their door. “Come in babe,” Robi called.
A boy stuck his head around the
door. “You two decent?” he asked, a lopsided grin on his face, his eyes
immediately checking out the twins.
“Would it matter?” Robi chortled as
she sprang up and ran to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her
body against his. She kissed him for quite some time, then pulled her head
back.
She looked at Dani, who had been
nervously trying not to look at the two of them doing something she had never
experienced. “Mind if he stays over tonight? We promise not to get too rowdy.”
Dani didn’t know what to say. She
shrugged, trying to appear blasé about the subject, then turned back to her
studies. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember a single thing she
read. Their soft sounds of kissing and petting made Dani feel as if she were a
voyeur, someone that was sneaking into a naughty place she didn’t belong. To
make matters worse, she began having physical sensation in her lower tummy;
feelings she had never experienced before. Squiggly, inside feelings, down
‘there.’ She tried to squirm a little, perhaps to itch the sensations away. It
only made matters worse.
“I’m going to go take a shower,”
she said, grabbing her bathing bag and towel. She walked rapidly out of the
room.
She became aware that she was
breathing hard.
As she undressed in the bathing
facility’s dressing room, she heard whispering coming from the shower area. It
got louder as she selected a shower booth and stepped inside. She was partially
though her ablutions when she heard a moan, a female voice muttered, “Deeper …
harder … yes baby. Yes! Right there baby! Yes! Right there! Right there! Right
there!”
Dani froze. What in the world were
those people doing? Right where? Why did she sound so desperate?
Dani tried to make no noise as she
washed herself. When she washed the twins, or her lady parts, the sensations
made her feel as if they were quickly getting out of control. She stopped
moving her hands so that the sensations would go away. She was breathing hard
again.
The other people were still making
odd sounds, saying unintelligible things to each other. They sounded frantic,
out of control. Suddenly a male voice groaned, “OH FUCK! OH FUCK!”
Then they were silent, except for
heavy breathing and a few happy murmurs.
Dani finished her shower, being
careful not to touch herself ‘there’. She dried herself, then put her terry bathrobe
back on.
As she padded back to her new dorm
room, she wondered if the two in the shower had been doing the same thing that
Robi and her boyfriend were probably doing. She stopped outside the door to her
room and listened. No sounds were audible from inside. She pushed the door open
and stepped in. The lights were out, except for one small night-light.
Relieved, she slipped out of her
robe and crawled into bed. She thought about what she had heard tonight, and
tried to compare it with the sterile teachings during health class years
before. Her teacher had presented sex as a boring unfulfilling subject. That
certainly didn’t seem to be what the two couples she had heard tonight were
experiencing. They seemed to be enjoying it immensely.
Chapter 9 – A Special Friend
The Next Morning
Dani felt her bed wiggle, as the
cover rose. Someone slipped in behind her. An arm slid around her waist.
She stiffened. Was it Robi, or was
it her boy friend? She didn’t feel anything poking her, not below, and not in
her back. A finger began to circle slowly on her tummy. It was gentle, tender,
slow.
The person behind her snuggled in a
little closer. Now Dani could feel nipples, pointed, pressed against her back.
The fullness of breasts.
The finger continued to circle. The
circles began to move, slowly, up her tummy, then just as slowly, back down,
lower. And lower.
It circled just above her panties.
Then touched them. Lightly.
Then the soft touch again circling upward,
toward her heart, toward her mind, toward her breasts. She felt her nipples stiffen.
Her tummy muscles began to tense, just like the night before.
Soft lips kissed the base of her
neck. Then again, even softer.
Dani remembered some of the sounds
she had heard the night before, the sounds of kisses, the murmurs of delight,
the wet sounds that she could not place. The grunts and gasps and sounds of
heavy breathing. The low moans, obviously Robi’s. Dani wondered what had caused
that?
Robi’s hand caressed her shoulder,
then pulled her gently onto her back. The girl’s face appeared above Dani’s.
Her lips kissed Dani, ever so gently, softly, lovingly. “Your boobs are
incredible Dani,” she murmured.
Robi moved her hand up, placing it
over Dani’s breast, the center of the palm of her hand pressing against Dani’s
nipple.
It felt so good.
Their tummies touched. Robi’s mound
pressed against Dani’s. More kisses, kisses on her eyelids, on her ears, on her
lips. A flick of her tongue crossed Dani’s lips.
Dani moaned.
The tip of Robi’s tongue slipped
inside, touching Dani’s teeth, then her tongue.
Dani felt her thighs part
instinctively, moving laterally, then wrapping around Robi’s hips. Her arms
went above her head, pressing downward against her sheets. Her chest arched,
her eyes closed, she moaned. Her legs captured Robi’s hips, pressing them
against her.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” filtered across
the room.
Startled, Dani looked over toward
the source of the sound. Robi’s boyfriend was staring at them, his mouth open,
his eyes wide.
Dani erupted from under Robi,
landing on her feet, her hands searching frantically for her robe. Robi ended
up half on and half off the bed; her eyes out of focus, confusion written in
her expression. A sob escaped her lips.
The tension between them that day
wore at both of them.
Robi had kicked her boyfriend out
of her life.
They could not meet each other’s
eyes. They exchanged no words, not even during soccer practice.
Coach watched them both, noting
their tense interaction. The strain between them led him to believe that they
had fought about something. His experience had taught him that such was the
lives of students, especially female students.
He made a mental note to talk to
them individually, lest their animosity get in the way of the team comradery
that he worked so hard to foster.
After practice, Robi looked at Dani.
“I’m so sorry,” she said.
Dani’s eyes teared up. She turned
away.
There was no soccer ball passed
between them on their way home.
Robi glanced at Dani. “I need to
stop in at the store and get some … stuff.”
“Me too,” Dani replied without
looking at her.
They both walked directly toward
the women’s necessities. Embarrassed, they both scanned the Tampax shelf for
their preference.
They both picked the same item.
As they were paying, two football
players walked in. “Damn, bro, look at those two broads over there! I bet they
need our dicks! Let’s pick ‘em up!”
The person that had spoken put his
hand on Robi’s shoulder. “Hey bitch! Let’s go back to my place!”
Dani’s growl was full of menace.
“Take your hands off her! NOW!”
The football player laughed, putting
his hand on Dani’s shoulder, intending to shove Dani away.
He was not expecting the broken
thumb, or the broken forearm, nor his dislocated knee. But the worst pain was
his ruptured testicle.
Chapter 10 – Football
At the end of Practice
Coach looked Robi and Dani in the
eye as he jerked his head toward his office. “I need to see you two for a
couple of minutes.”
Dani and Robi looked at each other,
then headed to the Coach’s office.
Coach pointed at two chairs then
sat behind his desk. He looked at them for a few seconds, then said, “Tell me
about last night at the drug store.”
Robi spoke first. “Two dudes were
getting nasty with me and Dani set them straight.”
Coach nodded, then shifted his gaze
to Dani.
Dani looked him directly in the
eye. “The guy that was trying to paw Robi was both high and drunk. I could see
it in his eyes and smell it on his breath. She was in danger. He was manic and
ignored our protest about his actions.”
Coach thought for a few seconds,
then picked up his phone. He dialed, waited a few seconds, then said, “Come
down here.” A pause, then, “Yeah, my office.” He hung up, then looked back at
them. “The football coach is pissed because the guy that was trying to assault
you two is one of his star players. Scholarship, the whole thing. He wants to
talk.”
There was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” Coach said.
A really fat man waddled in. Before
he could even start ranting, Coach said, “Your player was both high and drunk,
would not take no for an answer to his inappropriate comments to these two young
ladies, and started to manhandle Robi, the girl on the left. I suggest that you
back off and listen, not yell.”
The fat man looked taken aback.
Dani looked at him. “Your team’s biggest
problem is you don’t have a good place kicker or a point-after kicker. Why
don’t you let me do that for you? I’ll be the highest scoring player on your
team, the way your team is going this year.”
The fat man turned scarlet.
Coach started laughing.
The fat man wilted into a chair.
“Shit!” He said. He looked first at Dani, then at Coach. “Could she do it?” he
asked.
“Well, let’s go find out,” was
Coach’s grinning response.
They followed the waddling man out of
the office, down the hallway, and out onto the field. Several football players
were there, rudely shooing the last few soccer players out of their way.
The fat guy retrieved a kicking tee
from a bag of equipment and tossed it toward Dani. Dani caught the tee with her
foot, letting it drop into place without even touching it with her hand.
The fat guy yelled at one of the
football players to throw him a football. The player threw the ball to him, but
the fat guy dropped it.
Dani, using only her feet, trapped
the ball, then tapped it onto the tee with her toe. She backed up about seven
feet, then without preamble kicked the ball right through the center of the
uprights. The ball was so perfectly placed that it was centered both vertically
and horizontally.
“Sheeeeezus!” the fat guy said,
eyes wide. “Do that again!”
Dani flipped the tee up into her
hand with her toe, then jogged another thirty yards away from the uprights. She
dropped the tee to her toe and placed it on the 65-yard line. She held up her
hand for a football.
The fat guy yelled at a player to ‘toss
that girl’ a ball.
The player, who Dani recognized as
the team’s star quarterback, rifled the ball as hard as he could throw it three
feet over Dani’s head. Without apparent effort, she did a backflip, catching
the football between her feet, and deposited it perfectly on the tee as she
came down. She backed up 7 feet, then, barely looking at the goal posts, kicked
another perfect field goal.
Dani held up her hand for another
ball.
Coach tried to heave one of the
footballs that Dani had kicked through the goal posts, but his throw was about
twenty feet short.
Dani jogged to the football,
trapped it, then dribbled it toward the quarterback. When she was about ten
feet away from him, she kicked it, hard, right into his crotch. The pointed end
hit his nards perfectly.
He screamed and went down, hands
cupping his injured parts.
“Asshole,” she said as she walked
by him, doubled over on the playing field.
Chapter 11 – The Proposal
Back in Coach’s Office
“Have a seat, ladies,” Coach said,
waving at empty chairs in front of his desk.
Dani wondered if she had gone too
far when she kicked the football into the quarterback’s nuts. She hoped that
Robi wouldn’t have to pay a price for her
impulsive actions.
Coach saw the look on her face.
“No, Dani, don’t worry about me being pissed at you. I thought what you did was
right on. The football coach is impressed with your abilities. I told him that
you would choose when or if you want to practice with his team. He fought it, a
bit, but when I pointed out that you could kick field goals far better than
anyone else he’s ever seen, and needed to focus on soccer, he agreed that you
could just go to the games. You do need to get fitted for a uniform though.”
Dani nodded, trying not to grin
when she remembered the quarterback staring up at her in fear, his balls cupped
in his hands.
Coach continued, “I would also like
for both of you to consider taking martial arts classes. What do you think?”
Dani looked at Robi.
Robi shrugged.
Dani looked at Coach and shrugged.
“When?”
Coach, as it turned out, was Sensei
at the Dojo. The girls warmed up, then sparred for a few minutes, Dani teaching
Robi what she needed to know.
Coach was shocked at how precise
Dani’s skills were. When they took a break, Coach looked at Dani, “Where in the
hell have you learned that?”
Dani looked at Coach, surprised by
his disbelief. “My younger brother was 6th Dan before he was
murdered. I used to tag along.”
“So, which Dan are you?”
“4th,” Dani said, her cheeks
blushing in embarrassment.
“Dayam!” Coach said softly.
Robi was having fun with the kata
and exercises she was learning.
In the shower, Robi looked at Dani.
“You’re really good at this, aren’t you!”
Dani shrugged. “Not as good as my
brother was.” She teared up.
Robi moved to stand in front of
Dani. She carefully wiped the tears out of Dani’s eyes. She looked a little scared. “Dani, could we …
um … you know … um … make love tonight?”
Dani’s face turned bright red. She
studied her feet. “I don’t know anything about that stuff,” she said softly.
Robi giggled. “I’ll teach you that
if you’ll teach me how to fight.”
Dani glanced at her new friend.
“Really? I mean … I don’t even know how to kiss. Or anything.”
“Even better,” Robi said.
Coach motioned to Dani to join him
in his office again. He looked at Robi. I need to talk to Dani alone for a
couple of seconds. Could you wait out here?”
Coach closed the door behind Dani
as she slipped into a chair.
“What I want to talk to you about
is something that must be kept only between you and me. NO ONE ELSE is to know
of what I say. Understand?”
Dani stared at Coach. “What’s it
about?”
Coach dug into his desk drawer and
removed a sheet of paper. He slid it across the desk to Dani. He plopped a pen
on top of the paper. “Read this carefully, ask any questions you need to, then
when you fully understand what it says, sign it … if you’re willing to abide by
what it says.”
Dani picked up the paper and began
to read. There was a lot of legal speak, but it seemed to ask her to promise to
never divulge anything that she heard, saw, or did in relationship with a
certain group called ‘Retri’.
Chapter 12 – Retri
Understood, and Signed
Dani looked at Coach. “What’s
Retri?”
Coach grimaced. “Unfortunately I
can’t tell you until you have agreed to keep everything I tell you
confidential.”
“What if after you tell me, and I
have signed this, I realize that I need to talk to someone about it?”
“It would be the wrong thing to
do,” Coach replied.
“I don’t like this, so no, I won’t
sign it.” She shoved the piece of paper back across the desk.
Coach stared at her for a while. He
was clearly disappointed with her decision. He pursed his lips as he
contemplated what to say. Finally he took a deep breath. “Dani, there’s a lot of really bad people in
this world. Unless the good guys start being proactive about that, it’s only
going to get worse.
“You, young lady, have skills that
are better than most I have met in my life. I think that you could be one of
the good guys. One of the people that could help us level the playing field.
Please think carefully before you decide not to help us.”
Dani watched Coach’s face as he
talked. There was a slight tightening in the corner of his eyes that showed how
strongly he felt about the subject. She felt tears in her eyes when she said,
“Would this help me find out who killed my brother and parents?”
Coach nodded. “That is definitely
one of the events that we are working on.”
“Have you made any progress?”
Coach shoved his chin forward,
indicating the sheet of paper he needed her to sign.
Dani thought for a few more
seconds, then picked up the pen and signed the sheet of paper. She shoved the
sheet back toward Coach. “Talk to me.”
Coach did, for over an hour.
When Dani unlocked the door to
their room, Robi rushed to her, wrapping her arms around her, holding her
close, her head against Dani’s shoulder. “What’s the matter, Robi?” she asked,
holding the trembling woman for as long as she needed her to.
“I was so scared!” Robi said.
“About what?” Dani asked.
“I was afraid you were going to get
kicked off the team.”
“For what?”
“For what you did to protect me,
and how you showed that awful fat coach and his quarterback up.”
Dani giggled as she held Robi.
“Everything’s fine, baby. Just fine!” She kissed Robi’s neck. “Don't worry
honey, I will not let anything or anyone get in my way of being the best soccer
player in the world. Not now, not ever.”
Robi nodded. She felt soothing
peace flow through her. “I think I love you, Dani.” She said softly. “Is that
OK?”
Dani smiled as she nodded. “Yes
baby, but we will love many others during our lives. You understand that,
right?”
Robi snuggled closer. “I guess so,
but I can’t imagine it right now.”
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