"Okay, I will go." her answer was out before she could censor her mouth."I knew you would refuse, I don't know why I phoned you, What?" Bree obviously...had trouble processing what she had said and it had taken a few minutes of negative ranting before she realised August had agreed to go."You heard." August had to smile at the shock in Bree's voice."Pick me up in 30 minutes." Okay." Oh, are we supposed to be a couple?" August couldn't resist teasing her best friend. Who she knew was as straight. On Jenny's part, it was because of naivete. To Angeline, it was no real threat, abortion being a common contraceptive method in France. It was one more gut punch to Jenny when she found out just before the term ended that she was indeed pregnant. Angeline was appalled at her friend's refusal of a discrete abortion. Even though Jenny was not religious, the idea was something she just could not accept. There were numerous tearful discussions between the two before Angeline reluctantly accepted. "Why yes, Mr. Winston, do come in won't you," she said, false formality fairly dripping from her tongue.I could tell from her look that these opening gambits were not rolling out quite as she'd expected. As for me, I was more than satisfied that they were. I needed for her to be off balance. Whatever she'd prepared for me had to fail if I was going to get my wife back; that is, the wife I used to think I had.She'd already poured the drinks—whiskey at freakin' ten in the morning! Well, it was. Marie would rub her soft hands over her boyfriend's bald head, smiling as took deep breaths of pleasure.Meanwhile, Marie's student Lisa was arriving at her apartment, until a bald muscular man who looked exactly like Bruce Willis crossed paths with her. The man was Lisa's landlord and his name was Mike. Lisa had a habit of not paying the rent on time, but Mike was laid back for the most part."I'll pay it later alright," said Lisa, staring angrily at Mike."I know you will, but I need to talk to.