Forty:
Cecelia Porter
Delilah flew with me.
“I can’t believe they’re making you do this,” she said, “I’m sorry, Cecelia. I never should have encouraged you to try to get involved with them. It’s only that when I met Derek, my entire life changed. I wanted the same for you.”
“I don’t need my entire life to change,” I told her, “I was good with our life in Brixton. I was happy. I’m at a different life place than you. I’m just a teenager. I’m not thinking about marriage, or anything like that. My mind changes every five seconds. And everyone expects me to choose one of them, because they’re Princes. But I’ve barely seen the world. Just because they’re wealthy, and privileged, doesn’t mean that they’re the best thing for me.”
