She took a sip and let out of soft "mmmmmm, this tastes good." So tell me Matt, how do you like our little town?" I think it's really beauti--."Before... he could finish, the lights went out."Well what I can see of it is beautiful!" They both laughed.Jenna and Matt sat in the candlelight talking for over an hour before Jenna realized Matt was out of coffee. She jumped up and said "I am a terrible hostess; let me get you something else to drink." As she reached for his mug Matt grabbed her wrist. He knew him well enough to know that would never happen. It was simply the loss of a very good employee that bothered the general manager. When the inevitable promotion opportunity came later that year, it would now be Adam Richards that would succeed Lloyd. He was young, bright, capable, and energetic. He wouldn't be a second choice in most situations. The company wouldn't suffer with him at the controls of their successful sales department. They were the dominant player and they would remain. ”She stopped but didn’t turn around to look at me. She stood there, facing away from me, her body tense with anger or whatever, and waited for me to say something else. I couldn’t muster another word. She then kept going without looking back. She slept in her normal place next to my grandmother in the nights that followed, until my uncle came back. I awaited my execution. A day passed, two days passed, a week passed. Nothing! My uncle said nothing to me. Then he went to visit his wife again. My. "It's not the sort of place I'd normally go to," she admitted."And what sort of place might that be?" he asked sympathetically.Karen didn't want to compromise herself too much by discussing the sort of slightly run-down pubs she'd more often go to where she felt more at ease. She glanced through the plate-glass windows of the wine bar at the darkening shadows of Kensington High Street."I like restaurants," she said. "There are some very nice ones near here, I'm sure." Do you like Italian?".