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100 DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
“No! Absolutely not!”
“Good. Because I want to marry him.”
Maggie had to smile at the determination in the girl’s
voice, the almost belligerent way she crossed her arms
and gave Maggie a look that dared her to contradict.
“I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to hear that, but I’m afraid
you might have to wait a little while. Don’t you think
you need to finish kindergarten first?”
“Do I have to?”
“Yes,” her mother answered firmly.
Raquel looked so disappointed by this that Celia and
Maggie shared a smile.
“She loves Dr. Jake,” Celia said in her mellifluous
Spanish. “He was so kind while she was sick and drove
to the hospital in Idaho Falls every morning and evening
to check on her. I caught a cold while she was in the
hospital and one night I was too sick to stay with her and
my husband had to work. We could not find anyone else.
When Dr. Jake heard, he insisted on staying all night at
the hospital so she would not wake up and be afraid.”
For one silly moment Maggie wanted to shove her
hands over her ears and start blabbering to block out the
woman’s words.
She didn’t want to hear all this, didn’t want to know
anything that contradicted the cold, heartless picture she
had created in her mind of him and the rest of his family.
“Everyone in the Latino community loves him,”
Celia Ayala went on, her expression suddenly sly. “Especially
the señoritas. ¿Sí?”
To her dismay, Maggie suddenly couldn’t think about
anything else but that sizzling kiss they’d shared. She