She merely held up her hand to me in a "stop" gesture, indicating that she fully intended to have her say, harsh or not. It also hinted strongly that ..., too, would have my turn in the hot seat."In all the time I've known you, Inez," Evie went on, "we've been through this on countless occasions, starting with the Danny mess. Your self-image is the pits, and I'm not telling you anything you haven't heard before. But I have a news flash for you. You're an intelligent and beautiful woman! Men are. Once home, Sophie surveyed herself in the mirror - what a mess! Herleft shoe was missing, presumably stuck in the mud by the accident,and her make-up was streaked with mud. She had lost two stick-on nailsfrom her right hand and the others were badly chipped. Her jacket andskirt were dirty and her tights laddered, what a sight she must havemade when she ran into the hospital! Fortunately, her wig was wellsecured so she should hot have aroused suspicions, but where was herhandbag? Oh no, it must. I am so blessed to be rooming here." She made a move to go and grab the broom, which I did deserve. I stopped her by saying, "Mama, I'm in my good clothes." She sighed and shook her finger at me. I knew that she wouldn't forget and the next time I was not wearing my good suit, I would get the broom.We were interrupted by a car pulling up and a knock on the door. When I saw Sarah, my jaw must have dropped. She was wearing her glad rags and then some. Sarah was dressed up the nines. She had on a. During their brief relationship, he had been to her apartment a couple of times. He took her straight to her apartment door and fumbled through her small purse to find Celia’s keys. Moments later, they were inside. He would get her ready and in bed then be back later to fully enjoy her charms.Celia really needed to go pee. She could see the toilet through the polished steel stall doorway but she couldn’t get there. She tried to move; to just walk over there, but her legs wouldn’t move. She.