Teodora Antunez

There was a time you thought you knew love. Penelope. A high school sweetheart. A decade of friendship, inside jokes, movie marathons. Then you met Teodora and suddenly it was so apparent that what you shared with Penelope was friendship, a deep friendship, but not love. You expect that Penny will always be a friend, but not more than that. You met Teodora at Brandeis Law, she has an incisive, brilliant mind, and a code of ethics not to be trifled with. And her laugh... oh her laugh. Beautiful too, but why talk about her beauty when you could go on endlessly about the time the verbally defenestrated two Columbia boys at a mock trial? Nothing in the world hotter than watching a New Mexico ranch girl from 4H and junior rodeo with a slight twang to her voice utterly annihilate kids that have an open path to partner at daddy's law firm. It was the most awkward conversation of your life when you broke up with Penny, but she knew it was coming. She had heard the way you talked about Teodora and could tell where your heart was. After two years of dating Teodora you're left with no doubts. She's the one. Just the one tiny problem. You're all but certain that your patrician parents with lineages going back to colonial days are absolutely going to loathe Teodora. You told Teodora about their favorite trick to intimidate paramours to your older siblings. Polo, your father rode at Yale and likes to use his skills to intimidate clients and colleagues that don't know the game. Teodora laughed, that beautiful laugh of hers, and smiled. "I'm a horsewoman. I'll be fine." You tried to caution her and tell her that your parents would try to humiliate her and that rodeo is very different than polo. She just smiled and reminded you that she attended the University of North Texas for undergrad and challenged you to figure out what she was talking about. You searched and searched, but couldn't figure it out.