And you’re right, it’s something special, and it’s yours to give.Liza: Thank you, Aafi, that’s sound advice!Me: Any time!Liza: Brody just has ...o be patient.Me: He’s lucky to have you.And he doesn’t deserve you. I need to convince Liza of that.Me: Do you remember much about the time when Mom and Dad were separating?Liza: Not a lot. I know I was sad a lot. And Mom and Dad had a lot of arguments.Me: Do you know what about?Liza: No, they always had a fight in the evening when we were supposed to be. He stood up and walked to the back of the class, away from me. "You need to leave, now, Kayla," he told me firmly with a hint of worry in his voice"Still paying dumb, are we Mr. Morgan?" I asked him innocently. "I saw you watching me when I was touching it," I told him."What was that?" he asked me."My pussy." I told him simply. I unbuttoned my shirt and untucked it out of my skirt. I threw it behind me and watched as it landed on a chair. I was wearing a lacy black bra, and damn, I looked. "Oh! Merde!" Helen gasped.She struggled to sit; her hand darting out to trace just above the oozing edges of the ragged pair of puncture marks the woman bore just above her delicate collarbone."You realize what this is? Do you not?" Helen snarled.The emerald orbs glittered with unshed tears as she turned back towards her new companion. Helen thought she caught a flash of searing anger in her eyes as Kimberly nodded her head slowly."Of course. I am no fool. I am just a woman with few options and. "Since when do you know?" she asked, trying to keep her surprise from showing in her voice."Since before I agreed to join the expedition," I said."But how did you know?"I looked at Paul who sat next to us, pretending not to be interested in our talk. Or maybe he really wasn't."Paul has never had any secrets from me." No, I could not say that. He had not told her that he had told me. He had not been open to her, and I could not brag that he had always been open with me, even after we had broken.