Suddenly Khushi asked me, ” how’s your life going? ”I was quite surprised by her question. I don’t know why I reacted like that but it was som...ething like “Good! I mean great! wait, one second? Are we still talking? We had decided not to?”She replied with another question, “You don’t want to talk?”Me: Wait, I want to, let’s talk, I’m so sorry!After one hour,“You ended our relationship, not me!!!!” her anger was at its peak, she had really lost her temper till then.Me: Our relationship ended. A mile from the nearest subway. When will your wife be expecting you home, btw? It's past midnight. About 40 minutes have passed. I'm ready to leave you out there all fucking night. You WILL have a lot of explaining to do, won't you hon? . . . IF you make it till morning."My heart was pounding. As I stood there, hunkering in a doorway in a deserted industrial area, I knew that any minute a police car could come by. A group of assholes looking to make trouble. Or a maniac. "Waiting sweety.". I will make matching riding boots for her to go with these."So I sat carefully while my feet were measured. The twins managed to stop giggling long enough to tell me that they had come to be almost as invaluable to the mistress of the shop as their mother, and that they had learned quickly under Scallop's watchful eye exactly how to take measurements in a way that best suited her."I have never seen it done more efficiently, I can say that for sure." I said, which brought back the giggles.By the. ”“Matthew?” Gwendolyn had taken the seat next to the blonde teenager.“It’s OK,” He shook his head, “I didn’t want to do this twice. I wish Joseph was here.”That’s when the front door opened again.Joseph Dyne – Saturday, July 11th, 2015“She’s doing OK,” I reassured Meghan for the eleventh time, “She’s missing Matthew.”“We all are,” she harrumphed, “You still haven’t heard anything.”“Nada,” I shook my head and swiped my way into the tower, “Though, I think this week without him makes the idea of.