ELIDETH MERCURY RAISED AGAIN FROM HER ASHES TO BECOME A STRONGER WOMAN. WILL SHE BE ABLE TO FACE EVERYTHING THIS DANGEROUS TIME TRAVEL HAS IN STORE FOR HER?
The paparazzi already got what they wanted. Freddie entering by the hand of Barbara and I entering on my own, with my faithful escort. Flagrantly alone.
We must make the best of it now. There was no turning back. Anyway, our crisis and impending divorce was an open secret for all of them so I didn't want to spin my head with that. As Wish said, I was attending my husband's birthday party despite everything was falling apart.
The flashes ganged up on me and it was a strange feeling knowing the next day's papers would look different than the originals. Most likely they would face Freddie and Barbara's picture to my picture arriving all alone. Looking elegant and smiling but alone.
- Hello, Eli. Please, tell us who is your dress's designer. Nina Barron can't be anymore, can she?
The ineffable Cheryl Burgess shook graciously her hardly ironed pony tail before me, x-raying me from head to toe.
- Don't get so close, you're gonna ruck it up -Wish couldn't refrain herself and push her away without ceremonies.
- Always with your fierce guardian dog, or should I say guardian fox? I'm saying for your beautiful red hair.
- I've got you. Keep the security distance with her and everybody happy -Wish looked extraordinary dominant despite she was more or less as tall as me. She knew how to command respect.
- One hour and a half after Freddie. And he arrived half an hour late to his birthday party. Is that an strategy so we can talk only about you tomorrow?
- Is that a question that require an answer?
- You're also a journalist, darling. You know how this game works.
- I know so well. I gotta walk in. You should put on heavier clothes, it's a long and cold night out here.
- I got a flask with the best whiskey to get warm. Don't worry. Reply one question at least.
- You haven't asked me a question yet.
- Is it true that Barbara is just a front and his own true love speaks another language and wear a moustache?
- You know I'm not gonna answer that.
- I know but I had to ask you anyway.
- If you ask that kind of question again, I'm gonna knock you out.
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- Arlene, it's alright. She's only doing her job.
- Gosh, your escort turns me on. I can't help it. Actually I'm more interested in her than you, Eli.
- Sorry, I'm straight.
- I would have thought such a different thing. Nina Barron. I haven't spoken about her randomly. How can she vanish in the air after what she tried to do to you?
