RAQUEL
So far we were all in our own worlds. Angie was still a bit apprehensive of Morgan's presence as she sat by the window sipping some champagne. Morgan was flipping through channels, it was clear her mind wasn't here and I can't blame her. She had been on the phone with her kids and even then I could see the distinct pain on her features at having to hide them from her husband who was capable it seems at doing anything.
I had my own problems no doubt
What I would give for a stiff drink
"Oh my god just pick a channel and stick to it!" snapped Angie who stood up to go into the kitchen. Morgan glared in her direction, fire behind her eyes.
"Do you have a problem with me?" came her response as she stretched her body on the couch.
I remained planted on the kitchen stool hoping Angi
