Chapter 4

Kay woke up that morning with the feeling that something major was going to take
place that day. Boy was she right.
After getting dressed, she went downstairs for breakfast.
"Hi honey," Grace said. "Want some bacon?"
Kay nodded.
"So what are you going to do today?"
"Well, Miguel wanted to go to the new amusement park with me today. In fact, he
should have been here by now." Kay looked worried.
"He's outside, honey," Grace told her oldest daughter.
Kay munched on the last strip of bacon before she rushed out the door.
In her backyard she saw Miguel talking to her cousin, Charity.
Faith and Charity had agreed to move to Harmony and had been staying over at the
Bennett's until they found their own place.
Kay could not help get jealous. Miguel had always been hers. First as a friend and
now as a boyfriend. She did not want to lose him. Ever. It had already taken them two
years to finally admit their feelings for each other. She did not want to waste any more time.
"Miguel," Kay called.
"Oh, hi, Kay," Miguel said, walking over to her. "I was just talking to Charity."
Kay kissed him on the cheek.
"Oh," she replied simply.
"I'm gonna go inside," Charity announced. "It was really nice talking to you, Miguel.
We should do it again." She winked.
Miguel gave a short nervous laugh.
Kay frowned.
Charity saw Kay's frown and gave her a grin.
Kay began to slowly realize what was up with Charity.
She wanted Miguel.
But, more importantly, she wanted to steal Miguel away.
Miguel gave Kay a hug. He began to talk. Kay could barely listen to what Miguel
was saying; all she could think about was how Charity had to stay away from Miguel.
They went to the amusement park. Miguel was having fun, until he got the idea that
something or someone was bothering Kay.
"What's wrong?" he asked her.
"Oh nothing," she replied, a bit too jumpy.
He frowned but didn't say anything.
He knew the best thing to do when Kay got like this was to leave her alone. He had
learned that a long time ago.
"You want to go home, Kay?" he asked her.
"Yes, Miguel. I'm sorry, you're not having fun, but I would really like to go home."
"No prob," he said.
They sat on Miguel's motorcycle and drove back to the Bennett's house.
"Kay, honey," her father, Sam, said when she got home with Miguel. "How about
you show Charity the Book Cafe? She's been sitting here alone, doing nothing."
Kay sighed. "I would Dad, but I'm tired. Miguel and I just came back from the
amusement park."
"Ok," Sam said reluctantly.
"I'll do it," Miguel spoke up.
"Great!" Sam answered.
Kay looked from her dad to her boyfriend. She couldn't let this happen. Charity
had to leave Miguel alone.
"Oh, you don't have to Miguel," Kay said, putting her hand on his arm.
"I know, Kay, but it's no problem."
"Ok, then," Sam said. "She's in the living room."
Kay sighed, giving in.
"Alright," Miguel nodded. "See you later, Kay."
He gave her a kiss goodbye.


Miguel and Charity returned from the Book Cafe two hours later. Every possible
thought went through Kay's mind in those 120 minutes. What if Charity tried to steal Miguel
away from her? What if - What if....
When they returned she sighed in relief.
Charity had a smug look on her face as she walked past Kay.
Kay stared at her cousin oddly. What did that look mean? She turned to Miguel,
who had guilt drawn all over his face.
"Is everything ok, Miguel?" she asked him.
"Kay, we need to talk," was all Miguel said.
They walked over to the couch.
"Kay," he began, "I was at the Book Cafe with Charity and well I'm showing her
around and all of a sudden she just kissed me."
Kay closed her eyes. How could her own cousin intentionally do this to her?
"There's more," Miguel said, realizing how hurt she must feel. But she had to know
the whole story.
"I didn't stop her. For some reason I let her kiss me, once, twice, three times. And I
kissed her back. I'm so sorry, Kay. But I need to figure this all out. I need time to think. I
should go." He stood up.
"Miguel...." was all she could say.
"I'll see you later," he said. He didn't want to see her pain. He didn't ever want to
see her upset and the fact that he was causing it made it worse. He walked out of the house.
"Miguel," Kay whispered, even after he had left. "Don't leave me, don't ever leave
me!" she began to cry.
She was losing him. She felt it. But she couldn't. She just couldn't. Not like this.
Not after 18 years of friendship. Not because of a girl they had just met 2 weeks ago.