Still, the group lit into a song that I hadn't heard before. It was good, though.Melissa still had hold of my arm but she had released me from her gra...p. She was smiling now at least."Must be new stuff," I opined."Not really," Melissa told me. "It's off their first album. It was never a single."She looked at me funnily."You didn't buy one of their CDs?" she asked.I shrugged."How about the second album?"I shrugged again."You didn't download it, shoplift it or borrow a friend's copy?"Shrugs, like. An older woman of 35-40 years. I didn't realize it until my boyfriend told me. He had met her earlier in the day and knew she was separated. And not very handy. But there are great apartments where we live. One Saturday morning I was done at work, I came home and went to take a shower. Hear the doorbell ring. My boyfriend opens because I'm naked and wet. It is a generous voice I do not recognize. Must be her I think. She asks if he can help her hang some paintings on the wall. He could, but he. The woman could be getting near Octavian to orchestrate Cleopotra’s death and take the poison. But that would be a much more difficult affair than it would be for this bumbling servant to swipe the poison while he was cleaning at night. Even this doctor could be the person if Cleopatra had used the palace doctor to mix her poison. ‘And this is Charmion,’ Iras said, motioning toward another girl. Justin realized they were near their end as they had left the servant’s quarters and looked to be in. Had it been that long, I thought sadly. Had so much time passed since we’d really just been nice with each other? ‘Ah, but I’m sure we can still think of something,’ I winked. ‘Something you really want, that you don’t have.’ Tentatively he reached out and stroked my arm. His fingers felt warm and alive and a little thrill ran up my spine at his touch. ‘Is this really you?’ He asked softly. The remark stung me. I mean I knew we’d been having our problems, but I hadn’t turned into a complete.