I frown as I notice a dark black bruise forming on her left cheek.“Emily, Did he hit you?“She looks down at the bench, avoiding my gaze. Well, yes...but It’s my fault though, I pushed him to do it”I feel anger boiling up inside of me but I push it back down for now.“Emily, listen to me. You have done nothing to deserve that. You deserve an man who is faithful to you and treats you right.”“No it’s my fault, I don't do enough around the house anymore and I never look pretty for him and I never cook. ” Frank said and finished off his bottle. “You do good work. Tight ship. I’m glad to meet ya,” Frank disclosed while opening another bottle. The others around the table let go of a deep breath they probably didn’t realize they were holding. Frank blushed as he sat down and looked around the table of the others.Uncle Justin explained, “Frank wasn’t sure he wanted to meet either of you since he could not get much information on either of you. I guess we all half-thought Frank would lose his. Oh shoot me now, she thought in horrified dismay. Dan looked blurrily at the fiery red head spitting vitriol at him and wobbled a little. Jenny pulled herself together and immediately rushed over to take his arm. ‘Hey I’m sorry,’ she apologised for an unprecedented first time in her life. ‘I didn’t realise you were hurt. Sit down over here and I’ll call an ambulance.’ ‘NO!’ he hissed urgently. ‘Christ, half of Fleet Street will descend on me if you do that. Call my manager and he’ll sort this. “Jim, I’m sorry we laughed, and I’m sure Dawn is too. But the look on your face was just so priceless, and the irony here, when you finally hear my explanation, is going to make you laugh as well, I hope. Jim, your teacher and I knew each other in college. She went to Carleton, and I was going to St. Olaf, where your mom and dad went, and where I know your dad wants you to go. We were officers in the same sorority and that’s how we met. But, we lost touch after college. All I knew was that Dawn.