All of them were beautifulwoman..." He jerked his thumb over his shoulder, "Just like her." Hereached out and touched the mirror as it protruded from ...he killer'schest. "Crazy thing is...where the hell did the mirror come from?" I can answer that. This asshole had chased her through a restaurantnot more than a half mile from here, she busted the mirror trying toget away from him. I'd bet this piece matches with what's left backthere."***Kelly looked up from the hospital bed as her husband burst. “If you were a businessman, you could quickly find an excuse to give to your wife for being away for a night.”With her voice back to normal, Helen added, “Not that Jurgen ever has or would.” With this hint, an explanation left for the future, and a cheery – “Well, then. See you Thursday.” she hung up.Over the following months of our relationship, there were numerous such calls. As it had to be always Helen calling me, I often looked longingly at my phone. I shut the doors of my office whenever. " I know we have a lot of boyfriends and girlfriends," she said, suddenly intense. "But I'm the fairy queen. Don't forget that, Brian. You're really the only boyfriend that counts for me. And don't think I'm asking for anything else. You just always see past the fact that I'm over six feet tall and some kind of giant and just see me for me. Thank you for kissing me. I won't ask again—for a while." Well, I might ask you," I whispered. "I hope you'll let me kiss you again." Thank you, Brian. Love. Shortly, the steaks were placed under the griller and soon we were seated at the table, enjoying our meal with two glasses of white wine.Up to this point, I had told Hank very little about my former life, but suddenly I developed verbal diarrhoea and told him everything. As we spoke and ate he listened intently. Naturally, my steak was far too big for me and when I offered him half of mine, he gladly accepted.“So, what kind of guys do you like?” he asked, out of the blue.“Older guys,” I.