Well, of course, total honesty is what everybody, or at least everybody who isn't a crook, wants. I don't think I'm a crook, liar or cheater, at least...I very much hope I'm not, so I'm no exception to this rule. But total honesty requires total trust. It also requires to be comfortable enough with one's own feelings to talk openly about them.As for being able to talk and be open about my own feelings and yearnings: That has never been my strong suit. I have never learned doing that, have never. Rushing back to the phone, she exclaimed, ‘Deb, what are they doing. I don’t even know this guy. He was introduced to me as Trevor Messenger and we stood and chatted for a few moments. That was it, period. What the hell is going on?’ Debra was still chuckling. ‘They screwed up, Dee. Trevor is the twin brother of Nigel Messenger, whose engagement to Sue Callas, was announced. The photographer saw him and I guess he thought that Trevor was Nigel and he assumed you were Sue. Shit, this is a riot.. " Veronica said her voice neutral. She adjusted her position in her chair quickly composed herself before starting the tape recorders, and then she picked up the file again.She heard the office door open and footsteps approaching the desk. She was amused to hear a muffled cough. She lowered the file and looked up.Thompson was sitting in the chair in front of the desk, a smile on his lips. "Well, I heard you were back in the offices, Ver. But I never expected to see you here. You'd better be. I’m four years older than her. I’m 25 and she’s 21. We were so different yet so alike. I was always short and petite. She was always tall and slender. I have black long hair that stops halfway down my back. She has shoulder length dirty blonde hair. My eyes are green while hers are a deep blue. My hair was straight and shiny while hers was wavy and thick. However we both loved animals and had a habit of cooing whenever we’d see one. My mom used to call me ‘Little Mary.’ I loved the endearing.