Story 10 Vodka And A Strapon
“Lord, bless this food we are about to eat. Thank you for giving us part of your abundance. Finally, thank you for bringing Vanessa safely to our home. Amen.”
Vanessa looked down at her plate and slowly cut into the thick slice of prime rib that was swimming in its juice next to a heap of mashed potatoes and a veggie medley. The plate was brimming with food and looking around the table at her uncle, his wife, and their two kids, Carlos and Juanita, she sighed. Would she end up the same size as them after five months as an exchange student? She prayed she wouldn’t.
“Vanessa, are you ready for your first day tomorrow?” asked Lupita
“Yes, Aunty, I’m. Got my bag packed and my clothes are hanging on the chair in my room.”