Even my wife doesn’t know the truth. If she did she would leave me for sure. You are the first to hear the truth and I will let you decide for yours...lf if I have a gift or if I really am crazy.I used to have a theory which I am now convinced is fact. Everyone lives a double life. Everyone has the persona they want the world to see. Everyone has an image that has been carefully crafted over time that they protect with enormous effort and energy. But everyone also has the real personality that. Gina swallowed. Ouch, that hurt.She had her tonsils removed when she was 10. Swallowing hurt that time, too. She'd woken up in the hospital, and... Wait a minute. That was years ago.Gina had swallowed an entire bottle of aspirin, topping it off with most of a bottle of children's cold medicine. She had then gone back to bed and lay there, waiting for the end. Instead, she became violently ill, puking up her guts all over the comforter. Her parents heard the commotion and busted the door open to. After crumpling the paper in my hands, I flicked my wrist, once again trying to hit the bin, and once again missing the target. Sighing, I stared hopelessly at the growing pile of crumpled paper on the floor.It had seemed odd to many that I didn't use my laptop for writing. To be honest, I wanted to feel like one of the old-school writers, so the simple pen was my preferred writing tool. I chewed on my pen when deep in thought and rapped my forehead with it when frustrated. Right now, my head. Thanks for keeping her company until I could take up all her time.” I look at him, waiting for him to answer. I think he is shocked and confused. I think he thought Katie was lying about waiting for someone, let alone another girl. “Right, no problem. See you ladies around.” He leaves before either of us have a chance to answer him. I take his seat, as the bartender comes to take my order for a White Russian. “I can’t believe you did that, Alice. That was incredible!” Katie is clearly.