Julie. My ex-girlfriend." You were holding her hand..." I was trying to break it to her gently that, no, I wasn't interested in getting together with ...er again. She was not happy with me; I left her in tears."There was a very long pause. I looked at her, steadily; she met my eyes, and a tear trickled down one cheek. What was it with me about making girls cry? Then she stood and walked the couple of paces to me and knelt in front of me, taking my hands, and looking up at me."You really love me?". He removed his hands from her breasts, placed them on her shoulders, and pushed her below the surface of the water. Vicky thrashed desperately, but the guy was strong and he held her firmly down. Vicky had not even had time to inhale before being forced under and she was in agony as well as being completely terrified.Finally he let her up but his hands maintained their firm grip on her shoulders. He got right to the point. “Are you going to cooperate?” Vicky thought about screaming for help,. Twice. As expected, not a single one of them was of any interest to me, though a few of the crystals on display were quite beautiful. How was it? I asked my friend, doing my best to sound excited. She didnt look happy. I assumed it had something to do with what the fortune teller had discovered about her future. I wanted to tell her not to worry, but doing that would have forced me to dispel my friends beliefs. I remained silent. Shes waiting for you, was all my friend said. I gave my friend a. His dad, sister Mairead, and brother Liam were waiting tables in the meanwhile. He shook his head. ‘Izzi said she’d be back in a while,’ he replied, pouring himself a coffee. ‘Poor girl, all alone the whole time.’ He heard his mother sigh as she went about arranging trays with food. A customer came in for a latte, and Brandon quickly fixed it for him. ‘Is she okay? She wasn’t here yesterday.’ ‘She’s fine,’ he nodded. ‘As fine as possible. She just wants to be on her own. Maybe the crowd here.