“I’m sorry that the way I’ve handled this has hurt you,” I said to Kara. “I just don’t know what else I could do to salvage our marriage.�...�“Simply letting her run roughshod over us isn’t a marriage, Snuggle Bear,” Kara said sadly.“I know. I guess I’m at my wit’s end.”“Do you remember what you told me about Samantha? About taking and not giving? That’s where Jessica is at this point. And I think it’s where she’s always been. And to use a word you hate, it’s not fair to me. Or to you. Or to the. ”“And wash off Essie’s deliciousness?”“Okay,” Joe laughed. “I’ll head right over.”“Good. Bring a bottle of wine?”“You making dinner?”“Yep.”“What is it?”“A surprise.”“Rosé it is,” Joe chuckled.He grabbed a cab on Ninth Avenue and went crosstown to Consuela’s Upper Eastside apartment. A nice if small two bedroom in a large, plain apartment building built in the late fifties. The ladies were both dressed comfortably. T shirts, with Consuela wearing warm up pants and a cute frilly pale pink apron. The Vietnamese woman was low behind the counter, apparently busy opening her safe. I had a good line of fire, the man's weapon pointed away from the civilians as he turned towards me, and it was an easy shot. So I took it.BLAM!! BLAM!!My first round went high with adrenalin, taking Black's head off, and the second missed because of that, exploding the cigarette rack behind him. I barely saw it because I was already turning, standing straighter and bringing my weapon around to find White frozen. I don't even have a card to the room, I am only 17 so I don't have a drivers license, I have no money and no extra clothes" she said. By now she was laying with her head towards his shoulder while he held her tight trying to comfort her. "that won't be a problem I will help you with that tomorrow, for tonight you can stay with me" he said, making her face shine up for a moment. He saw her true beauty right there, those big blue eyes glittering as she looked him into the eyes, the smile which.