There was a large deposit to her account, and details of the additional investments now in her name.It was all good news, but this additional reminder...of Theo's death triggered a deep ache. The details had dragged on and on, but because she hadn't needed the money, she had kept it all out of mind. Now, it was done, and many of the feelings she had thought put aside welled up within.She felt the anger, of course. The anger that Theo's assumption of her infidelity had brought him to his desperate. Yes, what for? Why couldn’t she just delete him altogether. Days passed and he didn’t ask again. But Leila never forgot his very pointed question. She kept meaning to answer. She looked at it often, tried to think of something. Make a decision, damn it! It agitated her, how she left it hanging, this equivocating, this sexual pandora’s box. She didn’t dare open it. But there he was, always there, always waiting. It might have dragged on like that, endlessly, this standoff. Who knows? But fate. "You have just pissed me off, so I'm going to rent a part of it to myself. I'm going to move my jewelry business down here from County Seat." I said."Can we at least talk about that?" Wilson asked."So talk, you have a captive audience," I replied."Well, if I were you I wouldn't move the equipment from County Seat. I would just buy new stuff. There have been all kinds of new computerized devices. There are laser engravers now. The ones I have seen make tags for dog collars but I'm sure they can. .The Car TripThe warm touch of his hand on my knee caused an involuntary flush throughout my whole body. I looked over at the man in the passenger seat and smiled coyly.He wants me, I thought. God, that feels so good... please don't stop. No, I should just look at the road ahead. Think of something else. This is just for tonight, I can't let this go too far.Sensing my reluctance he pulled his hand back. Besides the light had turned green and he needed to concentrate on driving. Traffic was.