June 28thOn Tuesday, around noon Leslie gives me a call. I quickly pick up the phone thinking I`m about to have some bad news.
-Hey Lucille! There`s a little problem but don`t be scared! I have to go away and will only be back on Saturday before your party. I will be there with you for sure, but if there`s anything we need to sort out we should do that now. Is that okay? –nice that he is worried.
-Of course, I`m free all day when would it be good for you?-I ask him.
-I`m guessing we can`t be at yours in case your brother overhears our conversation. What about going somewhere around 7pm tonight? We could go to Jalisco maybe? – sounds good, I like that place. It`s a bit like a restaurant and pub kind of place. We used to go there with my parents.
-I`m in. Look, Leslie, would it be a prob
