With the strength and purpose of a hero, my hero, sent to rescue me from oblivion. From the mundane life I embarked upon, with a boyfriend bereft of c...arisma, a mother seeking to control me. To rescue me from months and months in the suburbs, without energy, without meaning, without him. Chapter Two - The attempt I was desperate. Cal was two rooms away. However he may as well have been in another country. What can I do? I pondered. My hormone levels were escalating with every heartbeat. It. You're already back." The scars will still be there. Arnie told me..." Yeah. Arnie told you. What the fuck does Arnie know? He's nothing but a world-renowned plastic fucking surgeon. Big deal! Let me have the floor, Baby. I'm telling you, that you're back. I love you. I love your scars. If Arnie removes any more of them, I am going to miss them when they're gone!" They're not going to... make me less... desirable, to you?" You want to stop the car? I'll do you, right here!"She laughed. "I'm. She also said that he will also come with us in truck to that town to unloed that in to govt given flat. First I got surprised to hear that from her as I always thought that that uncle is not good and selfish by his nature but at night after thinking more I got some bad smell about his bad intensions on my mom as he has this ugly face and not good impression on me I got screwed of thinking such thing about my mom. This made me feel real bad first and I decided to stay in alert about his. “I was trying to reach you to let you know that your housekeeper put in her notice. Her husband got a new job, and they will be moving out of the area. So, I’ve arranged for a cleaning service until you can hire someone new.”“For goodness’ sake, Alice. Surely you can place an ad for me and find a new housekeeper. I trust your judgment,” Mac said, a little annoyed.“Well, I just thought, perhaps, if Ms. Remy was still in need of employment when you return from Europe, that it might be nice to.