Alix sat on the edge of the bed, and she took the photo that Josh handed her. A part of her wanted to scream and shout. But in truth, that wasn't really her. How were you supposed to react to something like this? Hell, she could really use some kind of handbook. Maybe she was just stupid. Surely she should have figured this all out long ago?

[b]"You look like Luca."[/b]

And this time, she handed the family photo back to him. The story of his parents was tragic, and her eyes glanced over the Newspaper with a wince when she saw the treason. Russia wasn't somewhere you wanted to be accused of shit like that. A sigh escaped her, one that caused her cheeks to puff out. 

[b]"This is not how I saw Friday going."[/b] It wasn't how she saw any day going. So her reality was this, was it? Married to a Russian that was in the Country illegally. But, she couldn't bring herself to shout at him, or berate him. Or do anything other than to role her eyes.

[b]"I'm hungry."[/b] And with that, she walked past Joshua and headed down the stairs. Luckily, the Children weren't home. They were spending the day with Nanny and Grandad. It struck her as sad that they'd never get to meet Joshua's family.

[i]Was it too early for wine? [/I]