Raw and wild/ just like my emotions. *Can you no ask your Mum for mair cola?* asks Jan nodding at the Bacardi bottle. She absentmindedly scratches a n...il beneath the knicker-elastic at the top of her leg. Weve just about finished the Bacardi off and theres nothing left to mix it with. I shake my head. *None left.* I pick her leather jeans up from the bed. *Can I try these on Niece?* Jan nods/ puts the bottle to her lips and knocks back her head. Straight Bacardi. She splutters/ wipes her. Then, without warning, the gag reflex kicked in and Ichoked. I panicked and immediately backed off to catchmy breath. Moments later, after several deep gulps ofair, the crisis over, I felt the icky coolness of guiltweighing me down. I felt that I had failed by takingback what I had willingly offered. I had overreactedout of concern for my own well being. I imagined thatmy bf was glaring at me with disapproval, although Iwas too ashamed to look up.I carefully took him in all the way and paused a. He had always been the more reserved of the two, but now he seemedto radiate genuine concern for her. They had a guest room, and it washers for the duration."To tell you the truth," he said, "we never have guests. We've alwaysbeen rather quiet stay-at-home types when we're not at events orsomething. Rather like..."She smiled."I'm so sorry, Sharon," he said with a start. "Really, I am. I'm sorryfor both of you, but of course you more, since you were the one who wasso badly hurt."George arrived. She sat with Violet in the parlor pondering what to do when Violet suggested they take the carriage into town. That might cheer her up. Virginia didn’t really feel like it but went along anyway. As they wandered about the bustling town, they soon found themselves near the harbor. There they could see all the ships that were preparing to depart for America. Virginia saw people boarding the ships, speaking a jumble of different languages, excitedly heading for a new life and wondered what it.