for me, but maybe not. We’ve only had a couple dates.”
“Yeah, I guess. Now let’s talk about
Matka
. Do you think she spent the night with Gerald in the city and lied about staying at Magdalena’s?”
“I have no idea. But don’t tease her if she did.”
“I won’t. I want her to be happy.”
Briefly,Paulina wondered why that same sentiment didn’t apply to her and Adam. Gerald was from the same world as Adam. But she dismissed the comparison. She was right when she said that it was too soon to be serious or not serious about the man. So she didn’t let Nia’s reaction ruin what had happened with him under the stars.
They fixed the kids dinner, then talked about their weekly schedules, eventhough
Matka
wasn’t here. Nia said, “Did you see the Wednesday-night soccer practice has been called off because the field is being used for a special event?”
“Um, no. I didn’t.” She studied her sister. “Do you want to go out? You watched the kids for me Friday.”
“Where would I go?”
“Hmm, a movie by yourself. To a spa. Take some alone time, sweetie. Or you could call another one ofour sisters to go with you.”
“I don’t need that, Paulie.”
“Then, could I have Wednesday night to see Adam?”
“Yeah, sure.” Nia’s love shone in her eyes. “And you don’t have to be afraid to ask me for time with him. It’s okay, Paulie. Do what you want. Just be careful.”
Well, she’d said she’d bring condoms.
oOo
Since
Matka
hadn’t come home yet from New York, Niawent to the meeting at school alone and Paulina stayed with the kids. Besides, her sister really hated these things, but Nia enjoyed the plans they made. Since the PTA met each month on a different night to accommodate everyone, some meetings like this one were on weekends.
Once inside the gym area where seats had been set up, she listened with half an ear to the budget reports, the old business,thinking mostly about how Paulina was changing, expanding and Nia was stuck. Totally and completely stuck. The notion disconcerted her.
“The first item of new business is next year’s artist in residence. We’ve got two people who said they would be interested in coming.” The vice president of the group handed out a packet and Nia opened hers. “Alana Morgan is one. She paints portraits, morein the classical style.”
A few of her paintings were included in the packet. Though Nia could appreciate the craftsmanship, she didn’t get excited about the work. Probably because it left her cold, and she believed art should stir the emotions.
“The second is Rafael Castle.”
Nia turned the page. Wow! His stuff was different, very different, but it buzzed with energy. The sky, in avariety of colors, came alive.
“Opinions?” the president asked.
Nia stood. “I like the second style. It’s got energy and substance but doesn’t tell you what to think about the subject. I think the kids will be drawn to it, as I am.”
The discussion began. A few preferred the representational art, but more agreed with Nia. By the end of the night, they’d chosen their artist.
Nialeft the meeting, feeling better than when she’d come. She might not have a man in her life, might not be moving on, but at least she could contribute to Sal’s education in a meaningful way.
She hoped he liked Rafe Castle.
oOo
After Nia left, and the boys were playing in their rooms, Paulina went upstairs to email Adam. She called up her messages. There was one from him.
Let me know tonight when we can see each other… Come on, girl. Give me a time…
It had been written at four this afternoon. Thinking how good being pursued felt, Paulina giggled out loud and had started to return his email when one came in from Magdalena. Her sister’s missive read,
Click on this link. It’s a page from last night. See
Matka
at her finest. Oh, and there’s someone else you know there.
Intrigued, Paulina hit the link.
Gala for the Glitterati of Broadway.
Matka
went to
“Yeah, I guess. Now let’s talk about
Matka
. Do you think she spent the night with Gerald in the city and lied about staying at Magdalena’s?”
“I have no idea. But don’t tease her if she did.”
“I won’t. I want her to be happy.”
Briefly,Paulina wondered why that same sentiment didn’t apply to her and Adam. Gerald was from the same world as Adam. But she dismissed the comparison. She was right when she said that it was too soon to be serious or not serious about the man. So she didn’t let Nia’s reaction ruin what had happened with him under the stars.
They fixed the kids dinner, then talked about their weekly schedules, eventhough
Matka
wasn’t here. Nia said, “Did you see the Wednesday-night soccer practice has been called off because the field is being used for a special event?”
“Um, no. I didn’t.” She studied her sister. “Do you want to go out? You watched the kids for me Friday.”
“Where would I go?”
“Hmm, a movie by yourself. To a spa. Take some alone time, sweetie. Or you could call another one ofour sisters to go with you.”
“I don’t need that, Paulie.”
“Then, could I have Wednesday night to see Adam?”
“Yeah, sure.” Nia’s love shone in her eyes. “And you don’t have to be afraid to ask me for time with him. It’s okay, Paulie. Do what you want. Just be careful.”
Well, she’d said she’d bring condoms.
oOo
Since
Matka
hadn’t come home yet from New York, Niawent to the meeting at school alone and Paulina stayed with the kids. Besides, her sister really hated these things, but Nia enjoyed the plans they made. Since the PTA met each month on a different night to accommodate everyone, some meetings like this one were on weekends.
Once inside the gym area where seats had been set up, she listened with half an ear to the budget reports, the old business,thinking mostly about how Paulina was changing, expanding and Nia was stuck. Totally and completely stuck. The notion disconcerted her.
“The first item of new business is next year’s artist in residence. We’ve got two people who said they would be interested in coming.” The vice president of the group handed out a packet and Nia opened hers. “Alana Morgan is one. She paints portraits, morein the classical style.”
A few of her paintings were included in the packet. Though Nia could appreciate the craftsmanship, she didn’t get excited about the work. Probably because it left her cold, and she believed art should stir the emotions.
“The second is Rafael Castle.”
Nia turned the page. Wow! His stuff was different, very different, but it buzzed with energy. The sky, in avariety of colors, came alive.
“Opinions?” the president asked.
Nia stood. “I like the second style. It’s got energy and substance but doesn’t tell you what to think about the subject. I think the kids will be drawn to it, as I am.”
The discussion began. A few preferred the representational art, but more agreed with Nia. By the end of the night, they’d chosen their artist.
Nialeft the meeting, feeling better than when she’d come. She might not have a man in her life, might not be moving on, but at least she could contribute to Sal’s education in a meaningful way.
She hoped he liked Rafe Castle.
oOo
After Nia left, and the boys were playing in their rooms, Paulina went upstairs to email Adam. She called up her messages. There was one from him.
Let me know tonight when we can see each other… Come on, girl. Give me a time…
It had been written at four this afternoon. Thinking how good being pursued felt, Paulina giggled out loud and had started to return his email when one came in from Magdalena. Her sister’s missive read,
Click on this link. It’s a page from last night. See
Matka
at her finest. Oh, and there’s someone else you know there.
Intrigued, Paulina hit the link.
Gala for the Glitterati of Broadway.
Matka
went to
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