Raadha: Hmm. You didn’t turn up in the morning also, I was waiting to see you. Come if possible.Me: Ok, on my way.I sat in my car and was driving to...wards Raadha’s office. Then her call came and she asked, “How much time will you take?”Me: 10 minutes.Raadha: Don’t come here, directly meet me at the school.I arrived at the school and started to search for my daughter in the mob of children. I couldn’t locate her. Suddenly, I saw Raadha with my daughter in her hand and beside them, her daughter. She retorted with a laugh, “if you find me a pair of flats, I’ll show you.” So I ran out to my wife’s car and grabbed her gym bag, as I was opening it up I had a 50/50 chance of success, and success I had, her fucking Sam & Libby flats were in the bag! My wife must have worn them to work and when she went to the gym put them in the bag.I walked back into the McDonalds and over to our table, I had the flats by the back of the heels and showed them off. Kayla smiled and started to undo the strap. In there, Susie knew exactly where she was going, and she came to a doorway far back along a corridor where she used her key to unlock the door and then led him inside a dimly lit bedroom that was big enough but still cozy for two people to use and occupy. The room had an adjoining bathroom and it had a very pretty bed in the center of the room that looked totally inviting.Once Susie ensured that Phil was comfortable there in the room with her, she showed him where the bathroom was in case he. “You know Craig thinks an awful lot of you – you’re very close, the two of you. It’s natural he would want a wife who – well, reminded him of you.”“No!” said Stacey. “You didn’t mean just that. You meant something – more.”I shook my head, helplessly, wishing with all my heart that I could take back my rash remark. But Stacey was insistent.“Has Craig – talked to you – about me?” Her tone, although positive, was also hesitant, almost disbelieving. Her face was very flushed, and I couldn’t help.