She sounded contrite, using a voice that contrasted sharply with her severe business outfit. Angique cut her off when she started repeating herself."Y...u see, Anna," she said. "You tell me you feel ashamed. You use that word a lot so I assume it means something to you. But does it? And if so — what?" Angique sipped her espresso. Its taste reminded her that Italy was far away. She stopped Anna's reaction with a raised hand before going on."Why exactly would you feel ashamed, honey? Is it because. I was Falling Apart , I was constantly depressed and no matter what anyone said or did i didn't feel any better.Then One day When i was sat at home during the day the house phone rang , i picked it up and it was my Auntie Liz Who Lives in Cyprus ,she asked me if my mum was home and i told her no , she then said 'how are doing anyway kyle i have not seen you in years ' i replied ' well not to good at the moment and explained my problems to her about my job and my girlfriend.after chatting to her. “Your mom seems pretty well-known here,” she remarked. This is so fun! I get to do all the stuff I wished guys would do for me on dates!Tiff turned around and gave her a coy smile. “Alaina, you’re such a gentlewoman!” She raised her hand, giggling gleefully behind it.Am I doing this right? Is there some kind of etiquette when two girls are out on a date? She held the coat in her arms as Tiff slid into her side of the booth, watching the girl’s legs disappear under the tablecloth. I still don’t. " Are you sleeping with my husband?" Who told you that?" Doesn't matter, are you?" Ah, this town and the rumor mongers." Jessica, just answer the question."My beautiful and sexy sister was doing everything she could think of to avoid the question."Ok, so I slept with your husband! Big deal! No different than what you are doing." And what do you mean by that crack?" Your servicing Zack Wilson and his father." How do you know about that?" The world knows, my naive sister. Anne, those two were in.