We spent the rest of that day just hanging round the pool and talking , planning our summer and were it would be best to get jobs, we decided the firs... week was our holiday we would just kick back sunbath and go out in the evening and have a few drinks to sus out which bars would perhaps employ uswe were staying in Albufeira and the villa was only a 5 min walk to the main strip where all the bars and restaurants were and for the next 3 days every thing was fantasticOn the morning of our 4 day. Yellow sun, super strength, and let me tell you about PMS. Yeah, right. PMS - really freaking funny, isn't it? LOOK at that zit!!! I mean for God's sake, it's bigger than Mt. St. Helens, and will probably blow just like it, too.Don't even TALK to me about concealer, okay? Like, don't even go there. I can't wear makeup - X-ray and Heat Vision are HELL on mascara. Nothing will hide this thing anyway, except a bag over my head. I wish I could just stay home. That's it, just stay home with a quart. I sought desperately to escape the incessantbrowbeating. For whatever reason, I did not fight back or even attempt todefend myself. The lack of the ability to do so ultimately cost me aproper education.One day, in a garden apartment complex not far from my own home, Idiscovered a row of attached common garages. One of the spaces (first inline) was being utilized for the storage of personal items, rather thanan auto. It was fenced off from the other spaces by chicken wire. Thecinder block wall. Ashira sighed and fiddled with the straw in her juice. ‘We’ve been better. We’ve hardly talked since the funeral,’ Ashira admitted. Trevor rolled his eyes and glanced up as the door opened. ‘What are you doing here?’ Trevor asked as Jake walked up to them. Ashira started to smile and slid over before motioning for Jake to join them. ‘I was looking for my wife, but had I realized she was seeing my best friend behind my back, I would have waited until after lunch,’ Jake said, his voice full of.