You probably know that Irish Catholics have a lot of daughters named ‘Mary Something.” There are three in my family alone, me and two cousins—P...atricia and Anne.”“I promise I will, Kate, but only if you call me Mike.”“Okay…Mike and thanks for your confidence.”“Don’t be silly. You’ve earned it…and more. You’re one of the finest OR nurses I’ve ever worked with.” It was true. Mary Catherine—Kate—was as sharp as a tack, often anticipating what I needed and having it available even before I. For some reason, tonight it tasted wonderful. After lots of laughs and good deal of teasing, Kate finished her second pint and was feeling considerably more confident than when she walked into the pub. Davin offered her another pint but Kate said she had enough. "Where's your car?" Davin quietly asked while walking her away from the group. "Oh, it's down the street." she said in a hushed voice. "Let's check out my apartment. I think you'll like my place." Kate said nothing as Davin took her. It was separate trial room. He was with us he opened the door and said mam these are some more saree in red color, try them out and then while leaving he said you can take your time and smiled.We both were blushing like newlywed couple leaving for honeymoon and we entered the trail room. Mom said know what to do how I should change in front of you. I said mom it’s okay leave the trail first congratulate me on wining the bet.She said ok you were right , now what.I said now my gift.She said what. By the time we finished, I was walking towards the car park with at least half a dozen bags in each hand.“Are you sure you’ve finished? We can put the bags in the car and go back,” I jokingly said to Helen.Slapping me lightly on the shoulder, Helen replied, “It isn’t every day a girl comes shopping to Nicosia.It was late afternoon. We headed for the old city of Nicosia. The sun was disappearing behind the beautiful old building that stood in the old town for more than two-hundred years. Finding.