Just slice through an artery, puncture her intestine or simply increase the anesthetic ... but you didn't kill her. Why not?" Stephen, I..." The words... weren't adequate. " ... I was very tempted but I know how much this wee girl means to you. I'm leaving the decision in your hands.If you wish, we can end this right now." He held up a syringe filled with a clear, yellow liquid. "It will happen so fast she won't feel a thing after the needle enters her vein. But if you choose to keep her, don't. Just a suitcase of clothes and a couple of boxes.’ ‘That’s fine.’ Tim said. He glanced at his watch. ‘Look, what do you say to getting out of here and hitting the cinema? There’s a multiplex nearby that shows Indy movies on a Saturday night.’ Kelly thought about it for a moment. ‘That sounds fun – let’s go.’ She said. Tim swiped the bill away from her before she could grab it. ‘Hey…’ ‘Sorry, call me a chauvinist, but I’m paying.’ Sunday, 6:45 am Tim wiped the sleep from his eyes as he sat in. Didn't tell me you were coming?" you squeaked out, barely more than a whisper and an octave higher than normal. The truth was, I didn't say anything because I wasn't sure myself. I hadn't fully decided until the second I'd walked through that door. "Surprise!" I laughed apprehensively. You still looked a little freaked out. "What are you working on?" I asked, hoping getting you talking would calm you down. "Just some flyers," you said, voice returning to normal. "Do you... want to have a look?". It was more like she making love to me in the end! Admittedly I experienced a peculiar kind of loneliness after Srila left. I was wondering if I had actually fallen in love with her. Things changed, however after about a year when I met Samantha. She was also of Indian origin but was from Trinidad. If any two persons were diametrically opposite in personality, it would be Srila and Samantha. While Srila was on the petite side though curvy, Samantha was a big girl with a broad frame, darker.