From what I knew of diamonds, not a lot I readily admit, it would take quite an amount of cutting and polishing to be marketable. The more work requir...d on a stone the less the value, was the yardstick employed by jewellers. No matter, I determined to take the gem to Mordecai Rothstein for valuing as soon as possible, and in fact visited his premises in Hatton Street the next day.The bell over the shop door tinged as I pushed open the door. Mordecai looked up from the gem he was polishing and. Dan called Ed's cellphone."We're sitting in here at a table, waiting," Ed said.We walked inside. The 'friend' wasn't a guy. The 'friend' was a teen girl, dressed in a sweatshirt with the local university logo on it. She was an inch shorter than me, had honey-blonde hair, grey eyes, and from the way she was standing next to Ed, she had a possession. I know the look very well. I saw a certain little redhead do the same look before.They both stood up. "Folks, this is Dana. Dana, this is Dan. I thought he was too religious or polite to try to get some before we got married, not such a dumb shit. Now I know what a big mistake it was not to insist.”Karen absorbed that, “Having an affair might give you some thrills but wouldn’t help long-term so don’t go that way. I know.”Those last two words shook Laurie, “Uh, what did I just hear?”Karen smiled and said, “a year ago I was feeling like you do and screwed around with a couple of guys. When the first one didn’t make me feel any better, I. Your smile should always look natural and not forced.It should come from a place deep inside your heart and shine from youreyes."I smiled a dozen different ways. The stylist asked if anything waswrong."I'm practicing smiling," I answered honestly."That's so smart," she replied. "All the makeup in the world won't makea girl as pretty as a nice smile."I smiled some more. "You have a very pretty smile," the stylist said asshe coated my hair with some foul smelling paste.The hair styling, manicure.