He dropped the handbag and I held him hard on the ground. ‘Oh thank you, thank you,’ she called tremulously as she ran up behind me. ‘If you’...e okay, pick up your handbag. Check your passport’s still there, your wallet too.’ While the thief wriggled to break my hold, I could hear her behind me breathing hard, as she scrabbled inside her bag. ‘Yes, they’re both here.’ ‘Stay safe behind me. I don’t want the police, and the guy’s still got his knife.’ I pulled the bag snatcher back up keeping my. "Stay on the line Ted, because I want to tell you one more thing, but listen to this OK?"My mouth was dry and I felt like vomiting so I did not say a word - neither did I remove the phone from my ear. This was not the first such call and I knew I would listen and feel shame every second of this torture."Ted? You still there?" His familiar voice had gotten firmer, demanding.Finally, "Yes, I am here." Why can I never be my own man?Another chuckle. "I knew you would not desert me Ted. Your such a. Anyways, that was the first experience.. 3 years later, she is currently working at Hooters.. she would always come over after and tell me about all the guys that would hit on her and to be honest i kind of liked it. But after a while she kept mentioning this one guy named Keith, more than other guys.. and i started to notice but never really said anything.. a few weeks go by and i go to her purse to look for her pocket knife i look in a side pocket and find a receipt with the name Keith and a. It was love for Glade that had sustained Demure for all these years. It was love that persuaded her to leave the security of her village for the long, risky trek south to Glade's settlement.Although Demure was never really accepted by the Cave Dwellers, she was tolerated by them and allowed to share in the village's repast as long as she contributed towards it. That last duty was the most humbling experience of her life so far. Never before had she had to shoulder so much responsibility in.