Sitting up caused her to feel dizzy and disoriented, she was unable to see anything and the pounding of her own heart drowned out any other sounds. Al...ays one to focus on the logical explanation, Emily decided to try stretching out into a few simple yoga poses to calm her mind, she was clearly over anxious from the night's spooky activities... Taking a few deep breaths she leaned over her knees in child's pose, after slowly rolling back up and leaning back on her heels she paused for a moment. ..? Mom, how could any guy worth his salt turn you down? Even Dad?”A think smile broke across her lips, and she blinked reactively to a couple new tears forming in her eyes. She brushed them away again. “Thank you, Scott.” She slid a little closer to him and embraced her son lovingly.Scott returned the appreciative hug warmly. “You’re welcome, Mom.”“You don’t know how much that means to me.”“What do you mean?” asked Scott, pulling back.She shrugged mournfully with a sad half-smile on her. ”“Is that unusual?” I asked.“You have no concept.” Alia took another sip of wine before cutting a small piece of the Beef Wellington and eating it. She looked back up at me and continued. “Perhaps I should back up. Jasmin and I have been on our own for five years. Jerry, my husband, was ... well he was a bully, verbally and physically abusive to both of us.”She sipped her wine, her fork pushing mushroom caps around the plate.“I know it’s cliché but I took the abuse. I had a job, a career I was. Almost blushing the two of them took a corner table out of the way and spent more time looking lovingly into each other’s eyes than scanning the menu for the food options.Eventually the chose the food and seemed oblivious to the waitress bringing to their table. I suppose you could say they were too excited about breaking Angie’s cherry that they only picked at the food not being really as hungry as they thought they would be. So at 9.30 pm they signed the tab for the food and walked hand in.