If he died... No, I cannot entertain such thoughts. If the vala has stopped directing me, then it must mean there is something here I need to do. Taki...g solace in the thought - and pushing away the uneasy feeling of having no direction, she adjusted her cowl and moved on up the avenue, staying away from the light spilling out of the windows of those establishments that were still open.Noise as well as light flowed into the street from those places, raucous laughter and bawdy music, and no few. Angel turned to look at the backdrop and she recognized a model that she’d seen in some magazines, magazines that were almost adult oriented. She wondered why this girl was hired for a perfume ad. ‘Angel, this is Giselle. We’re going to be shooting the 2 of you now.’ Joanne directed Giselle to sit in a chair that had been added into the set and then had Angel sit on the floor between Giselle’s legs. Giselle was sitting right at the front edge of the chair so that Angel’s back was right against. Even the family cat shows me affection. Tonight its rice and chicken, with a homemade tomato sauce. Feeding an extra mouth must cost them a fortune each year, but they now know to bulk buy things in packets of 4, Kat, her mother, Eleanor and her gran, Gram, all treat me like one of the family. We play cards together and watch the soaps on TV, like every night this monotony of playing family keeps me happy, happier than it makes them. Three female generations all living together results in many. ‘But it’s about a girl, right?’ ‘Oh, yes,’ her father answered. ‘It’s about a girl… and the man she married.’ ‘Nooooo!’ cried Nate, swaying on his knees. Bell slapped his arm. ‘Hush!’ Now she was even more eager to hear the story, knowing it would be a way of getting back at Nate. ‘I hope it’s age appropriate,’ her mother remarked. ‘Of course it is!’ Her father coughed in his fist. Bell wondered whether he was alright when his face reddened, but he grinned so widely she reckoned he must be.