Lorna returned the confidences that night as they lay in one of the two queen-size beds in their room, smelling of jasmine and almonds and various other things they’d been bathed and oiled in today. It was like being a couple of concubines in a harem. But there was no husband to come and enjoy the results. Just them.
“We were kids,” she said, talking about her and Jeff, in a soft voice. “At Catholic school, so very sheltered. We didn’t have a clue about s*x. So when things happened, we didn’t even know what we were doing. That’s how sheltered we were.”
“So you got pregnant.”
“Yes. My mom realized before I ever did. And she and my dad soon got Jeff’s name out of me. After that, it was like being caught in an avalanche—for both of us. Our parents took over, and before we knew it, we were
