Chapter Twelve:
Old Friends, New Lovers
Clarice was naked beneath a satin robe on the couch back at Angelica’s house. Relaxing after a shower and sipping a milder version of the tea she had given the Colonel, when Angelica came home from work. Bubbling joy overflowed from the Pinoy woman, free of the lash that was strangling her and her business. The gratitude was plain on her face, the wrinkles of stress fading. She was even more beautiful once her anxiety vanished.
She pulled her dress over her head and dropped her knickers in the portico. Walking naked into the moonlight, she flicked on the Jacuzzi and climbed in. Clarice rose and poured a cup of tea for her friend. She handed the beaker to her and leaned on the edge of the hot tub, watching the sparkling lights bounce in Angelica’s
