What kind of husband is he who left u alone in the city and went to enjoy there with his kid..She cryingly replied that he don want me do mingle with ...is family as they don’t like me..I said that you are beautiful, gorgeous whats wrong with them..She replied that her family lost money and she lost respect from her husbands family and even from is child..As the conversation was going I was making jokes and we became little close.. And I asked about to tell how u felt that night when we joined. The girl whose apartment it was smiled at the two girls as they stood shyly in the corridor."Well, come in both of you! My name's Faith, although that name's a bit inappropriate unlike my darling Grace's. And Sweetness! What a lovely name! It's a Buggery name but it could almost pass in Sodom. But what's your name? Grace wasn't able to sign it very well." Sharon." 'Sharon'? What a weird name! But then you come from a very distant country. Does it mean anything?" No! Names don't mean fuckall.. If, for a short time, people could live outside themselves because of me, then good.When I got back to my apartment I checked: I did not have an early call the next morning. I gave the schedule a tired smile and went to sleep. We have building-wide air-conditioning because we are in the tropics. Every apartment, though, sets their own coldness level. I like mine fairly cool at night, and that means, ironically, that in a very warm and humid place I bundle up to go to bed. I might pad around in. She yelled as his bedroom door slammed open and bounced off the doorstop. 'Kyle, get your lazy ass outta that bed right now. If you don't get dressed and downstairs in five minutes you'll have to leave without your breakfast. Your Daddy's already outside checking the truck. Now come on.'Kyle groaned and fell back onto his mussed bed. He was weak. He was shaking and had trouble standing he was so dizzy. Some of his problem may have been all the beer he drank the night before but most of it was.