The waiter stopped by the table, "Everything satisfactory?" He smiled like he was talking to an old friend. "Yes Manuel," Debbie smiled back, "perfect as always. I'd love another ginger ale please." he nodded and disappeared around a corner. Debbie had found herself at Zi Teresa. She needed to get her thoughts together and she needed food. Ever since her last meeting with Matt, she had promised herself that she was done, both with him and this restaurant. But she had rammed a double portion of calamari into her mouth and now, there was no turning back. Today she was being strong and ordered a lasagne instead. No alcohol. Manuel returned with her drink and swiftly disappeared again. After eating, she sat at the table, phone in her hand and thoughts in her head. 'Okay,' she thought to her

