The judges sided with Columbia University. The expansion plan was a done deal. Soon, Benjamin’s office and the other builds in the neighborhood woul... be knocked now to make more room for Ivy League professors and students to play in. Benjamin left the sign up and entered his office. He hated to admit defeat. A flag at the bottom of Benjamin’s computer screen told him that an email was waiting for him. It was from Isabella. It read: Hey Benjamin. I got an email from some lady who wants to help. She giggled as she saw me nervously walk out of the room.As the front door opened I saw them and they saw me. Marie,Kylie and Britany's eyes widened, their mouths that wereactive chewing gum opened and then they laughed as the fullrealisation of who had opened the door hit them. The girlswere just as I remembered them but now bigger. They weredressed in identical outfits, denim skirts and tops, blacktights and slip on shoes with small heels. There shoulderlength dark hair was pushed back behind. You were trying to satisfy your conceit and self-pride." That's not true." I'm afraid it is." Sammy, it's not true. I just wanted to give you a baby." Another woman's baby?" No! I wanted to prove to you that I was fertile and then we could go on and have in vitro fertilisation or something for you." I don't believe you, Marty. You wanted to prove to yourself that you were not sterile, to salvage your wounded ego. If I was the infertile one why did you virtually rape me four or five times a day. My discomfort with Steve’s dietary habits, especially his fondness for pork, which I, as a Muslim woman, consider haram or forbidden. I’m sorry, I said at last, sighing deeply and looking into Steve’s stunned eyes. There was much I hadn’t told Steve. I’ve been estranged from my family for quite a while. No, it doesn’t have anything to do with Steve. My family and I stopped talking to each other long before I met Steve. Why is that, you may ask? I’ve always been the headstrong type, and when.