Packages of Post-It notes, boxes of pens and markers and four electric pencil sharpeners tumbled onto the floor."What are you doing?" Oh my! Oh yes. T...is is very awkward." She looked away, avoiding eye contact."Awkward? Stealing is illegal, not awkward. Do you know they thought I was the thief? What's your name, so I can tell the office manager?" Miss Thrope. Miss Anne Thrope." She shook, probably from nerves. She'd been caught, red handed. "I'm so sorry." You can show it by putting that stuff. .As she was from Mumbai & here for job, was staying on a rented flat with few roommates, according to her, boys were not allowed to their flat. One day I received her call by around 8 pm, she was crying we was trying some sweet but unfortunately, it got spoiled, she asked for my help, I felt that this is the golden chance .I rushed to her flat, and she said, come to her flat, no issues, once reached her flat, I corrected the thing by adding some more ingredients & she gave a pleasant smile, I. "Carol was my cousin, my favorite cousin, actually. She was in her early30s and had babysat for me and a little for Annie. After Daddy died, shehad been my confidant for things I didn't want to bother Mom with.She had been living with a guy for four years, now, and the biggestissue there was that he had still been married when she first moved inwith him. The family had gotten used to him but didn't really like him,and now that he had been divorced for two years, Carol was finallygetting him. As he poured my wine he sounded so mature, so reasonable when he said he’s glad I agreed to come over and take care of him.He seemed to put a little too much emphasis on his words when he said “take care of” him. But it may have just been my imagination.I took a sip of my wine and he went out to the kitchen. He returned quickly, making two trips with a mouth watering roast, gravy, mashed potatoes and creamed corn. Cassy had gone all out before she left!Ty tried to set my mind at rest while we.