I said, "I am, too. I should have known better than to think it was real." Charlie made to sit down next to me. I said, "Charlie, go away. You've done... enough this morning. Just let me be for now. I feel betrayed." After a moment, Charlie left.I sat there on the bench and bawled.It must have been an hour later. A female voice gruffly said, "May I join you, Brad?"I didn't look up. I was no longer crying but was sunk in my misery. "I don't own it. No one usually wants to sit with me though." My. All he cared about was how intimidating they'd look, not how well they'd do in a fight.He should have at least learned to start diversifying his pool of minions, or providing them with information on how you've already gone through several dozens of similar meatheads.And true to form, the thugs on the floor were just like the others you've had to deal with. Any thoughts of an easy paycheck went out of the window at the first sign of anything more than mildly inconvenient pain, and a broken. .. and I guess pride and nerves stopped me from writing to you.’Kirsty gave Tessa a brief kiss on the lips, a token of friendship more than of sex, and replied: ‘It’s allright, babe, I understand now – and I kinda think I did at the time, when you had started with Brad, and I didn’t want to spoil that, I didn’t want to come between you two. I was hurt, I’m not saying I wasn’t, and that held me back too, but I’ve long since got over it, you know I don’t blame you, not at all.’Tessa’s shaky. Shesat down at her desk and wondered where should she began. She thoughtabout asking Leigh, but that would arouse suspicion. She was trying tothink of another idea when she heard a phone, her phone ringing in herpurse-she was still trying to get used to the idea of having a purse.She pulled the phone out of her purse and the caller id showed that itwas her mom calling. She decided to let it go to voicemail, she wasn'tready to talk to her new mom yet.She started to put the phone back into her.