My first impression of her was of a spoilt brat. Big strap watches, shorter than rest skirts, and the group she hanged out with. Since I was good with...books (not a nerd). She came to me for help, and I obliged as I would for anyone. That was our first conversation. The day went normally. After the school got over I used to go home by foot with a friend or two. I met her on the way and she joined us and I came to know she lives nearby. We started gelling. Having a chat or two in class. Sometimes. As I stood there, I felt Mary’s arm around my back as to comfort me while I watched my girlfriend’s lifeless shell of a body being wheeled from my apartment. The police officers began questioning me about what had happened and asked if I had ever used cocaine. I answered truthfully, “Yes, I attempted to use it once a few months ago but instead of inhaling, I exhaled and blew the cocaine across the table.” “Will you be willing to take a drug test at the hospital?” They asked. “Sure if you. ‘Did you hear what I said?’ Desiree took a step back. ‘You are really starting to get on my last fucking nerve Desiree.’ ‘If you don’t take me home, I’ll walk.’ Gabriel laughed. ‘If you think for one second that I’m going to keep playing this game with you. You are wrong.’ Gabriel was in her face now, his hot breath tickling her skin. ‘Take me home,’ Desiree said sounding a little more confident than she felt. For the second time that day she began to feel his warmth start to envelope her. His. I arrived and was invited in and told that Jane had been ripped off by her business partner and as a result the shop had gone bust and Asif had gone abroad leaving Jane to pick up the pieces. Being a successful businessman myself I thought about buying the premises from the receiver and installing Jane as the Manager, as I went through my ideas her mum Beth took me to one side and told me that she felt that if I did this Jane would have got off lightly for what had been a stupid business.