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suspicion. She found herself bitten by the bug of
jealousy, especially after his marvelous display of affection
towards her a few days ago.
    As they headed towards his unit, she
said, "You look nice. Hot date?"
    He stepped to her and kissed her cheek.
"I'm taking my father to see this new musical."
    "I didn't know your father was in
town."
    "He just got in this
morning."
    Lee was very close with his father.
Despite the fact that they lived thousands of miles apart, they
spoke on the phone almost daily and saw each other several times a
year.
    Upon reaching his condominium, Lee
stood in the hall mirror and straightened his tie. Bianca watched
him in admiration. He was an attractive man. Because it was a rare
occasion when she visited him, she had forgotten how nice his
placed looked as her eyes spiraled around the room. She took notice
of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the off-white European sofa and
octagon shaped coffee table. Eccentric paintings of make-believe
climates, sunshine and fallen snow hung on the wall, stylishly and
expensively framed.
    "So, what's up?" he asked
her.
    "Do you think I'm pretty,
Lee?"
    "Of course you're pretty. Very
pretty."
    She didn't respond.
    "You don't agree?"
    "I don't know sometimes," she
said.
    "Did you come over here just to ask me
that?"
    Bianca raised her shoulders, didn't
really know exactly where to begin. He was on his way out and would
not have much time to talk.
    "Are you excited about your birthday
tomorrow?" he asked her.
    "Not really."
    A sigh of sadness oozed from Bianca's
lips. "I just stopped by to talk, just came from
Excalibur."
    "You?"
    "Don't look so surprised."
    "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to
sound like that. I'm just surprised. I didn't think that was your
forte."
    "Neither did I."
    "You want to join me and my father, and
we can talk afterwards?"
    "No. That's okay."
    "Are you sure? You know, I can cancel
with my father if you want."
    "I can't let you do that." She smiled
and headed towards the front door. "We can talk tomorrow." She
moved her purse upon her shoulder, all the while thinking Lee was
on the other side of the room. But when she turned, she found him
standing directly behind her, causing their bodies to meet in a
swift jam.
    Bianca's forehead flourished with
perspiration and out of nowhere, she found a web of courage thrive
through her and said, "I love you, Lee."
    An unusual smile covered Lee's
face.
    "You believe that, don't you?" she
asked him.
    Lee nodded.
    Bianca opened the door, slipped through
and didn't look back. She wasn't at all sure what possessed her to
make such a bold revelation to Lee. Of course she loved Lee, but
how did she love him? That was the question.
     
     
    To top off Bianca's unfortunate evening
at Excalibur, tomorrow was her thirtieth birthday. Those were the
first thoughts to spring to mind when she returned to her dark
apartment. She was going to be thirty and she was not yet married,
and it bothered her. Marriage never seemed that important to her
until she lost her family. Then it became very important. But how
was she going to get married when she wasn't even dating
seriously?
    After she showered and slipped into her
burgundy bathrobe, she popped in one of her favorite detective
movies and snuggled up on the sofa in her living room. She could
not continue at this pace, drinking all the time, doing the same
things, and living the same humdrum existence. Something needed to
change, and the change she sought would have to come from the
inside.
    Bianca held the remote control in hand,
increasing the volume as she absorbed herself in the movie before
her. Ten minutes into the movie, she zeroed in on a scene: A
gorgeous woman was being questioned about the murder of her
boyfriend. Though Bianca had viewed the movie numerous times, she
was mesmerized by the nonchalant and callous manner in which the
female suspect answered the detective's questions. Bianca was
bewitched by her.
    Suddenly, it hit her, like a
long-awaited epiphany