”“Aldrich and I could go to this bunker that they are in. If we don’t attack and just stand there we might get them to talk if they are good.”...Madde told her father who was nodding and thinking.“No! I don’t think they will react well to anyone approaching their bunker. I think you should try to talk to the one called Alan. For god’s sake apologize to them all, that in itself might be the olive branch that they need to agree to meet peacefully.” The woman’s father told her.“Father, it has been a. I don’t know what type of liquor I had consumed, but it was sweet and smooth. Emily made sure two more sets of drinks were delivered to the table as she went and fetched out meals. As usual, she kept our drink glasses full and our table replenished with salsa and chips. As we neared the end of our meal, I could tell that Maria was nervous. “We don’t have to do this,” I whispered, leaning over towards Maria’s side of the table. “No” Maria replied, “I want to.” Maria approached our table and. ..you fuck the bitches throat so hard he can't talk...' Charlie sitting on the bench mumbled '...the bitch ain't supposed to talk, just take dick...' Bruce looked down at me and grabbed my left ear pulling me up saying '...you heard the man turn your sorry ass around...' Bruce spent me around seizing my wrist as I turned and twisted my arm up pushing me over to the 4' high dividing wall. Bruce snatched me over the wall and cautioned me '..you better not move...' I laid over the wall till Bruce. I don’t know if I ever will.’ Catherine sighed. ‘Nina -‘ Nina noticed Catherine’s concern and gave her a worried look. ‘I can’t even imagine what you’ve gone through – going through a divorce,’ Catherine said slowly. ‘But…you’ve changed.’ Nina rolled her eyes. Of course I’ve changed. ‘How?’ she asked stiffly. ‘You’ve always been straightforward and logical, of course,’ Catherine said earnestly. ‘But now…you’re even more reserved. Like, cold…severe.’ Nina could feel her friend watching her.