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doing in the kitchen.
    “Hey is dinner almost ready?” I asked as I entered the kitchen .
    “You know I never get the chance to see you right before you leave for work,” Kevin commented staring at me, “and I don’t see why you don’t want us to see you in your work clothes. You look very beautiful, sister.”
    Andrew and Anthony came into the kitchen and stopped in the doorway. “Wow, sister you look beautiful,” Anthony and Andrew said in unison.
    “Ah, thanks squirts,” I replied ruffling their hair. Both of them started laugh ing then they spotted something behind me, and stopped laughing and stared up at whatever it was. I turned around and found Antonio standing behind me.
    “Wow your tall,” Anthony remarked.
    “How tall are you?” Andrew questioned as craned his neck to look at Antonio.
    Antonio crouched down so that he was eye to eye with Andrew and Anthony, and he said, “I’m six foot two how tall are you?”
    “I’m five foot two,” Andrew replied confidently.
    “And I’m five foot two and a half,” Anthony said proudly.
    “Big Sis is five foot six and a half, right Sis?” Andrew pointed out. I smiled and nodded.
    “But how tall is Big Brother?” I asked.
    “Hmm, Big Brother is…five foot six and three quarters?” Anthony replied unsure.
    “Yep, now come on before dinner gets cold,” Kevin said as he put the food out on the table. “I’ll save you and your friend some food for when you get back.”
    “Alright thanks,” I said as I put on my coat. “I’ll see you guys in a little while.”
    Anthony and Andrew gave me quick hugs and Kevin gave me a big hug. Then Antonio and I went out the door and to his motorcycle. I looked at my watch it was 4:50 pm my shift started in about 25 minutes.
    “You have a very nice family,” Antonio commented . “You all seem very close.”
    “Thanks we’ve gotten pretty close because of certain incidents ,” I replied looking up at him. Antonio walked up to me, put an arm around my waist and pulled me close. Too close for two people who are supposed to be just friends. But I couldn’t find the strength to push him away or to tell him that we should just be friends.
    I did put my head down which gave me some breathing room. It also gave me some room to think, without my feelings interfering with my thoughts. I put my hands on Antonio’s chest and gave him a gentle push to get him to take a step back.
    “I…I don’t know if I’m ready to…” I stumbled trying desperately to explain my situation to him, but coming up short. I kept my head down so I would not have to look at the expression on his face.
    “Yeah sorry, I guess I jumped the gun a little on that one,” Antonio replied as if he had known what I was going to say, but I think he got the wrong impression. “Now let’s get you to work.”
    I didn’t get a chance to look at his face because he had gone to go get his helmet. As soon as he let me out of his embrace I felt the bone chilling cold hit me like a snowball to the face. Even though snow is a very rare thing to find anywhere anymore, I felt the intense bite of winter not giving up the fight yet.
    Maybe I could do that to, maybe I should keep on fig hting. Perhaps I could risk having someone close to me again. But would it really be worth it in the end? Could I really trust him to stand with me and not turn his back on me when I needed him?
    I followed him over to his bike and got on the back . He passed me his helmet and I put it on. I held on tight as we sped to the restaurant where I worked as a waitress, occasionally. It was a nice place not too fancy but not too crummy either. I hopped off his bike and passed him his helmet back.
    “You know you really do look beautiful,” Antonio commented before he threw on his helmet and sped off. I didn’t get a chance to react or time to process what he had just said , because my boss called to me from the restaurant doorway.
    I smiled to myself as I hurried to the

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