You will be alright. You will emerge whole again.’ ‘Okay? What do you mean okay? What do you mean I won’t survive the voyage? Am I to die? How? ...hen? By whose hand?’ Now, afraid and ready to believe every word of the witch, encouraging her to speak more, Allison paid all the coins that her purse contained. Returning Allison her hand, Hazel placed her hands on the crystal ball and looked deeply into the murky smokiness of the crystal before answering her questions. ‘I see water all around you,’. Mrs. Mayers is harmless. She'll be out of her in aboutthrity minutes and we can figure this whole thing out." She said smiling.I shook my head 'No', clenching my purse and bra tight. "I should go..." Fine, but here take a couple more of those Denmoire bras. Pick thecolors you want and I'll be right back." She turned and headed for thedressing rooms.Damn! Why again did I come here today? I pulled three more of theDenmoire 36A bras from the rack, two black, one white. I returned to thecounter and. ” Joyce walked over to the living room. “No men allowed, Sammy. You get upstairs. We’ll come find you when it’s time.”Bex looked up from the loveseat at her mother. Her blouse hung loosely over her roundness. Her maternity jeans did their best to contain her ever expanding womb. Across from her Mallory and Sam sat next to each other on the couch. Mallory looked dazzling in a billowy, sack of a blue dress. She wasn’t quite as big as the other women.“Goodbye ladies.” Sam picked up Mallory’s left. But he answered truthfully, “Yes I can confirm that I love my wife and only care about making her happy.”“What do you say to that, Mobu?” said Becca. “But be careful how you answer. This young and stunning white panther could drain and suck out your African soul.”“If she takes my soul then it is she who will be truly Africanised,” replied Mobu.“Truly Africanised?” said Giselle. “That is something I would like to experience.”Becca realised that this was the perfect moment to let Mobu begin his.