Beatrice
"What is this? Guantanamo? Are you going to waterboard me?" I ask.
"Not if you tell us everything," Rosalind says.
I'm sitting on the coffee table, and Olivia, Rosalind, Diane, and Bessie are on the couch facing me, like I'm the movie screen at a matinee. Even Olivia's kids are looking at me while they sit on the floor with Tiffany in a sea of Legos. Diane even turned off the television. I'm definitely the center of attention. I don't want to let them down. Everyone's put a lot of time and effort into my love life.
"We had s*x," I tell them. "And there was a volcano involved. Not with the s*x but during the trip. Cole saved me from the volcano."
"Ohhh," the women say in unison, nodding.
"Did he pop the question?" Bessie asks.
"He asked me if I wanted fish or beef at dinner.
