Bridget
Wasn't it just grand staying with Michel? He was so much easier to deal with than Colum. Colum would have just died to know how late Michel would let me stay out if I wanted. And wasn't Michel's younger brother Daemon just grand? He was a terrible flirt altogether, but I didn't mind that, did I? He knew how to have fun and I appreciated that. I suppose he reminded me of a sober, much younger and smarter Uncle Dermot. I don't know why . . .
The other girls were grand as well. Angel was older, but that just made her a bit like an older sister, didn't it? I always wished I'd had an older sister instead of an older brother. And wasn't she Irish at that?
Ara was my age. She had a bit of a serious side to her, not one to want to go to parties or out with boys, and very focused on her training, but she was nice for all that.
I suppose they were all serious, all but Daemon, but I didn't hold it against them. They were easy to like anyway. One nice thing about it, I suddenly had people who would help me train and improve. Before there was only Patrick, and he wasn't very keen on teaching me anything like that. Anyway, he wasn't half as good as he liked to think, was he?
Michel, Daemon, Angel, and Ara were actually good at what they did. And wasn't what they did fun? I know I thought so. Oh, I'm sure Colum would have thought we were all terrible people for the jobs we did, but I enjoyed it, even if it was a sin.
Anyway, Colum couldn't complain. Michel was making me finish school. And wasn't that just terrible? I could have been training, but I was stuck at school all day.
And even though he didn't make us, I tried to go to mass every week with Michel too. Of course, there was a problem with that, wasn't there? Here I was committing all of these sins, but I wasn't really sorry, and I had no intention of stopping, did I? So I couldn't go to confession or recieve communion or any of that. I don't know why I kept going. I suppose it just became a routine, and a sort of a gesture, so that if I ever talked to Colum and he ever asked if I'd been going to mass I could tell him that yes, I most certainly had. And I still believed in God, of course, but I wasn't exactly living the life of a model Christian, was I? Maybe Colum got all of the religion in our family.
Anyway, things were sort of pleasant and I really enjoyed with around the others and pulling off jobs with them. And then Gail joined us too. She was a sweet, blonde girl about two years younger than me. And isn't she like a little sister to all of us? Oh, she knew her stuff, but she was younger, so of course you want to protect her.
We made a nice little group, and Salaise was just so much better than Donegal. I was actually happy there with them. And, no matter what Colum may have thought, I mostly left the boys alone. I had other things on my mind, didn't I? And weren't the high school boys terrible eejits? Oh, I had some fun, but I spent most of my time out of school training and doing jobs with the others, didn't I?