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so bubbly, we always had a good laugh together . When I’d finished her nails, we spent another half an hour just chatting away. Then I had to run out quickly so I wasn’t late to my next appointment.
    When I arrived at Mrs Pickman’s I was greeted by her daughter, she took me inside and told me she had some bad news. Sadly Mrs Pickman had been taken into the hospital and her daughter didn’t know when she would be home. She had had a bad fall and broken her hip, but apparently she was in good spirits still. No surprise really, I don’t think I’d ever seen her with anything other than a big smile on her face. I told her to give her mother my love and to call me when she got home, just to let me know she was OK .
    I left the house and made my way back to my car. Jackson was leaning against it. I walked over to him but said nothing; I didn’t have a clue what to say to him.
    “You look well , ” he told me . “Brighter . ”
    “Thanks . ”
    I threw my bag on the back seat and waited to see if he spoke again.
    Silence.
    “I’m going to get coffee before my next appointment , ” I finally spoke . “ So I need to leave now . ”
    “Right, see ya . ”
    “Yeah, bye . ”
    He started walking away from me; I got in the car and started the engine. I was about to set off when there was a tap on the passenger window.
    “Let me in , ” Jackson said .
    “Why?”
    “Leticia just open the door . ”
    “If you ’ r e gonna start giving me grief...”
    “I just want to talk to you . ”
    I sighed loudly and opened the door.
    “Thank you , ” he said as he got inside .
    “What do you want?” I asked . “Last night you said...”
    “Screw you, I’m not here for me, I still think you’re an idiot .”
    “Then get out . ”
    “I’m here for Nancy, she ... .”
    “Nancy is a big girl and can talk to me herself, now last chance, get out . ”
    “You don’t scare me Leticia . ”
    “I’m not trying to, now get out . ”
    “Fine, you’re not worth the effort . ”
    “Neither are you, you snappy bastard . ”
    “How do you expect me to be, you’re...”
    “I don’t want to know, screw you , and get out . ”
    I turned away from him and he got out of the car, slamming the door hard behind him. I didn’t even look at him, I just drove off. There was something about him, something that was getting right under my skin. I think it was the fact that despite his lack of social skills, and t he arrogant and nasty side of his personality, I really liked him.
    I pulled up in the parking lot in the center of Holmfirth; I’d just got ten out of the car when Jackson pulled up beside me.
    “What now ? ” I asked when he got out of the car .
    “I’m not here to talk to you, I’m not interested in you . I’m meeting someone . ”
    “Oh good . I hope you speak nicer to them . ”
    “I will, I care about them . ”
    “Dick . ”
    I got my purse, locked the car and walked away from him. I was getting my ticket from the machine when four guys surrounded me.
    “Can I help you?” I asked, trying to stay calm .
    “I think you should come with us .”
    “And why would I do that?”
    “It would be easier if you didn’t struggle and cause a scene . ”
    “Yeah, OK , like that’s going to happen . ”
    One of them looked around to make sure there was nobody else around, then he grabbed my arm, I laughed at him and gripped him by his throat with my free hand, lifting him up off the ground. My nails grew and dug into his skin . Needless to say he let go of my other arm. His friends looked at me with frightened expressions, one of them stepped forward.
    “Think carefully , ” I said to him . “You have no idea what you’re dealing with . ”
    He stood still and started to say something, but then must have decided against.
    “Give your boss a message , ” I said, turning my attention to the guy I had now almost strangled to death . “Tell him he should tell you what I am and what I am capable of; tell him