The wine was a very tasty red which she did not recognise, called Barolo, which David explained was one of his favourites and which, as he put it, “...could stand up to the red cabbage”.“Do the Lisboa serve it then?” she asked, made bold by three glasses.“Of course not,” he answered, “The Lisboa is a Portuguese restaurant and this is a wine from northern Italy. I was lucky to get this, ottanta due is the very best at prices I can afford.”“I thought it was called Barolo?” she was confused.“Yes,. “Well, uh, what do you do?” I asked. At this point I was starting to feel better just talking to someone and now here she is asking me to work with her. Was she a waitress, a dancer or something else? Johanna pulled out a five-dollar bill and slapped it on the counter. She nodded to the bar tender and he gave a wave. “Come with me.” She said grabbing me by the sleeve. We walked out into the cold December air and she linked her arm in mine. I guess Baltimoreans were a lot friendlier than I had. "What was in the other suitcase?" asked Lauren"Most of the food, I think." replied Jamie, looking at the small case beside him. "This has only got shirts and shoes." Lauren heart sank. Something told her that she really needed to eat, rest and change her clothes. Her watch said eight twenty. Darkness would be with them in less than an hour. She watched as Jamie opened the case and rummaged around. "Hey, a torch! Some biscuits, a can of lemonade." Lauren shrugged. It was better than nothing."I. Her breathing was irregular, and the floor was wet where she'd been crying, and she hadn't even turned to see who had come into her room. She couldn't see anything physically wrong with Tess, but she couldn't imagine being so upset that she'd end up like this."Tess, I brought you some coffee". She spoke quietly and gently."Get out of my room." Tess' voice was slow and empty of all life."So, we're back there again. I'm not going to leave, I love you and I'm worried about you." I'm not worth it.".