“Why” Sarah replied. “You’ll see” was the cryptic reply. A day later a Fedex envelope arrived; in it were round-trip tickets to Paris, a hot...l reservation and a taxi voucher to get her there from the airport. Sarah’s mouth fell open with surprise, but having never been to Paris and nothing on for the weekend, she packed.The next morning, her taxi lurched to a sudden stop. "Voila!" the driver said, his right hand gesturing at the hotel entrance. The hotel was small, and Sarah felt a pit grow in. James remembered some of those times. There was money for a while, and even after the money was gone, they had unemployment benefits. But when the job market didn’t improve and the benefits ran out, they found themselves hungry more and more often. There was even a period where the only consistent food the Patty could provide for her young children was milk from her ample breasts. James remembered his mother coming home after a day full of job searching, sitting in a reclining chair in the. The last few times she'd been with Bobby had been group or family outings, which meant she hadn't had a chance to revisit their sexual boundaries in a while. She felt like a shaken Coke can, waiting for someone to pop the top!She spotted Van standing in front of the gallery, holding two steaming cups and a small sack that said Dunkin Donuts on the side. (Van had hit on the beauty that worked there as usual (Sophia, he remembered was her name), she'd rebuffed him as usual, and he'd finally sped. Reluctantly, I left her staring glassy eyed in the steaming water. While we sat eating, I waited for her to explain why she felt so bad about seeing her ex-girlfriend. I tried making little chit-chat, like telling her how my day went and asking what we were going to do tonight, but Hannah’s replies were monosyllabic at best. It wasn’t until after I had put the dishes in the dishwasher and we sat on the sofa that she started to open up. Hannah took a huge swig of wine, and then a deep breath..