Thanks Jeremy, you’re not looking so bad yourself. How’s the painting going....?”For the last few years Jeremy had been learning to paint from a... eccentric Spanish woman with a house full of cats. Maybe I should be more of a doting wife but I was never able to share my husband’s passion for this particular hobby. Steve must have seen me involuntarily roll my eyes heavenwards as Jenny indulged Jeremy’s description of his latest oil on canvass.“I take it you’re not into all this arty farty crap?”. He looked at the one-piece. "Uncle Glen was really a girl?? Is that the secret? Ah, man! Why couldn't it be a secret worth telling anybody about!"He tossed the leaflet back into trunk. "Isn't there anything good in here?" he asked, rummaging through the rest of the things. He came across something seemed to glow. It was just a mirror.But it glowed with no light hitting it. And there was something written on it. 'Beware, witch: Do not look the full moon through a looking glass!'"Some stupid. ”Ken was sitting in his office reading a brochure when Shaun knocked on the door. A wide smile crossed his face as he waved to his friend to come in.“So what brings you to my humble abode,” he said as he poured out two drinks for them.Shaun sat down opposite his desk, “Ken, what do you know of the situation in Palestine?”Ken frowned, “Not a lot but from what I’ve read the Jews are in for a sticky time if they do get their way regarding a homeland.”Shaun nodded s adly,”They’re ringed by Arab. I am happily married and have two kids until one day when I found out my husband cheated on me…. I came to know by accidentally going through his whatsapp… I got so frustrated and wanted to hurt him bad but had no idea how…. That evening my husband said he will going out of town for business related… all I could imagine was he is sleeping with some slut somewhere… it was around 7.30pm and door bell rang it was two of my class students and they came to give sweets and to let me know that they.