Shane knew that something was wrong with Carmen.

“Hey Carmen…you ok?” Shane asked. Carmen looked up at her girlfriend and offered a weak smile.

“Yeah I’m fine…why do you ask?”

“No reason. It’s just that you’ve been poking that chicken for over 20 minutes now. I mean the people I know usually eat but hey…whatever floats your boat.”

Carmen let out a small laugh at Shane’s comment. Even after the events that happened in the entire year, Shane was always able to cheer her up. That was one of many things that she loved about her, but her smile faded when the events from a few hours ago returned to her.

She knew she saw Dana earlier. She knows for a fact that she wasn’t imagining this, but she knew that shouldn’t tell anybody, no one would believe her. She hated the predicament that she was in. She began to nervously fidget with her clothing,

“Carmen, I know something is bothering you.” Shane said

“Why do you say that?” Carmen put on a fake smile to try and avoid the subject that she was afraid to talk about.

Shane reached across the table and grabbed Carmen’s hand. She gave it a comforting squeeze as Carmen looked up into her lover’s eyes. When she connected her eyes with Shane’s she knew that Shane was some one who she could trust with her life and could tell her anything.

“You’re going to think I am crazy Shane.”

“Carmen I already think you are crazy. So it’s a little too late for that.”

Carmen let out another little giggle at Shane’s lame comment, figuring that if she was going to tell anyone about what happened earlier that night, it would be Shane. She walked over to where Elena was watching Dora the Explorer and gently closed the door to the TV room.

Carmen walked over to the counter and stared out at the darkened night.

“Ok…earlier tonight I was with Elena. And we were at the church earlier for the day of the dead prayer right?”