the simmer turns to a boil , blood pumping through my body at a lightning speed . she rolls her eyes and stands up , walks over to the coffee pot for a refill . we sat in the excruciating silence . how come you guys are so hung up on movie stars ? her snores filled the entire flat . in the painting , he sat on what could only be called a throne , his wife posed beside him and her hand resting on his . he nodded and showed us in . 