I never think that my mom is so beautiful before a day which is exactly one month before my public exams. I finished my studying for the day before on... hour which I always used to finish. There is no sign of mom in hall. So I went in search of her in kitchen . I drank one glass of water and I went to her room to ask for some money to eat ice creams. I went inside her room and asked money she scolded me and say get out . I saw her purse where she puts all her money inside. I decided to steal. Walking through Pompeii, Arcadias watched as Ella slowly warmed up more and more. With each step she took and each word she murmured with her cherubic voice, the nervousness and fear in her eyes was removed like the drying dew in the rising sun, and a gentle, hesitant smile ever so slowly was etched onto her lips. Glad to see her unwinding, he grasped her hand when they reached a large clothing stand, owned by a dozing merchant and stocked with fabrics of all types and colors, as well as. Miss Ethel had filled in many of the blanks about the case, about her early life from the woman. Things that were not in the police report. Because of course the police ‘knew’ it was the husband that always did these sorts of things. Miss Ethel like Naomi though had known that her father could not do that, not to her mother, not to the woman he loved. But Miss Ethel had never been able to fill in the most important blank…who killed her mother. Who would do such a horrible thing to the young. I just need more time.”“Time for what?” “Talk to Keith?”“Shit man……He’s got a little limp dick. Never going to give you any k**s. Besides. I know how these guys think…They want to see their wife knocked up with a black baby.” “You don’t know that about Keith.” “Trust me angel…I know how they think and I’ll prove it..”“How?”You’ll see. Just let me prove it to you.”“Oh God…Your so nasty…” Michelle replied.“Yes, and you love it….”Keith heard them kissing again but also heard them moving around..