Embarrassed that I compared my trashy motel fling to his transcendental experience, he whispered under his breath that he was part of the eternal struggle between good and evil. I joked that my experience in bed was all good, until Michelle revealed the miracle of pregnancy. Pointing his finger at me, he warned that I underestimated the power of evil lurking inside the temptress Eve.
Defaulting his actions to forces beyond his control, he presented himself as a helpless victim of the supernatural manifesting itself in his teenage lover. Shaking my head in disbelief made him angrier and more dogmatic. To convince me that the forces of good and evil were locked in an eternal battle for control of his soul, he placed his arm around my shoulder and tried to justify his affair with his sister-
