Nicole sheds her office work attire and become a little more at home with jeans and a tee shirt. As she enters the kitchen she hears Carmen talking to Simone. “Well Simone, I see you have met Carmen!” “Yes and I think your daughter is just lovely, a good cook and hostess.” says Simone. Nicole and Carmen both have this look on their face, but because of their laughter, Simone does not know what to think. “Are they laughing at me” thinks Simone. Just then a timer goes off in the kitchen and Nicole clears her throat. “Ah, Simone, Carmen is not my daughter, she’s my wife!” “Wife”, did Nicole just tell me that Carmen is her “wife”. Carmen looks at Simone and says, “ I get that all the time, people think I’m Nicole’s sister or daughter.” Simone quickly stutters, “ I don’t mean Nicole looks old enough to be your mother.” stuttering again, Simone says, “ I don’t know what I mean.” Nicole places her hand on Simone’s shoulder and tells her “ it’s ok Simone, I know what you mean.” Simone thinks, “ I need a drink.” Follow by Nicole asking, “ would you like a glass of wine?” “Yes” answers Simone, thinking “ I would love something a little stronger.

After dinner, Simone is back in the guest house with a million and one questions going thought her head. Forget Heaven or Hell, I’m in the twilight zone. When I wake up will I be in Oz? “Okay, Simone” lets go over the last 24 hours she thinks to herself. You went to the school’s dance, you made passion love to one of your students, you were driven by police away from the school, you met Annabelle’s aunt and her aunt’s wife. Did I leave any thing out, my head hurts, may be if I lay down and wake up again it will have been a dream, well in my case a nightmare. But instead, Simone starts replaying the last 24 hours in her mind.

Did Annabelle and I really have the passionate night that I have so longed for, yes, that was no dream. “Ah, Annabelle” I wonder what has happen to you my love. Do you have any idea as to the depth of my love for you. I wanted to say the words that night, but thought best to say them in the morning so that you would believe me and not just think I was saying them in the heat of passion. But the morning was not as I plan, that damn “Cat” I just know some how she was behind Mother Immaculata coming to my room. “oh, God.” I can’t get that image out of my mind, the look on Mother Immaculata’s face when she caught Annabelle and I in the room.