CHAPTER 16
Meanwhile the girls were having a good time getting ready. Mariam was right in the middle of things, giving advice when asked. Sal was still sitting in the swing. Several children had come by and spoken to him. They would sit and talk a few minutes and then run off and play with their friends.
A young girl, she looked about seventeen, came out and, smiling at Sal, sat down next to him in the swing. Sal’s guardian angel was letting him know this girl was his destiny. “She can’t be my destiny,” thought Sal. “She is too young.”
Sal looked at the girl and she looked at him and smiled. “You come from outside,” she said. Sal nodded. He was too stunned at his guardian angel’s claims to talk.
“My name is Selma Dolam,” she said.
“I’m Sal Mase. Are you a vigilante?” he asked.
“No,”
