John had gone.Katie was looking back at me. I took a closer look. I looked a littlelike my sister, but there was a little bit of my mother there as we...l. Ismiled and as I did the girl in the mirror smiled back.Slipping on my nude heels I stood up and took another look at myself. Ipicked up my handbag and checked I had everything I needed. A purse withnotes and change, some make up to make any running repairs if needed,some tissues, and some tampons. I don't remember where I got that littletip.. He’s going to kill someone.’ Immediately, I recognized her car, a white BMW 530i, when the car in front of me turned off suddenly and I was now behind her, again. The same thing happened yesterday. I saw her speeding along the highway. Today, she was on the surface road, a long way from home judging by her Connecticut license plates. We stopped at a light. She was in the middle lane that continued straight. I pulled up beside her ready to take a left, that is, as soon as the left turn. ‘You’re married?’ I asked, noticing the wedding band, and rubbing my finger where mine used to be. ‘Nah, I just wear this to keep guys like you away. Look, I don’t like to waste time. Do you like me?’ ‘Of course.’ ‘That doesn’t sound convincing. Convince me. Make me feel sexy and desirable,’ she purred. I laughed. ‘Ok, I’ll try. Here goes,’ I continued. ‘You’re a goddess. Your skin is so clear and beautiful and warm,’ I said as I encased both her hands in mine and pulled her closer. ‘Can you. He said I didn’t do anything to contribute to the bills of the apartment, which was true, as I didn’t have a job, his choice, by the way, so he threw me out.”“How have you been getting by?”“Friends, mostly,” she explained. “I came here to find work, and had a job interview, but with the storm hitting, they shut down the buses and subway, so I was stuck here. I just kept walking around, because the police shooed me away from the train station, so I couldn’t stay there. That morning, I was.