If I Tell The Truth
If I TELL THE TRUTH By M.T. Miles It would be at least another three days before Rebecca would talk to me., I could guarantee that. Yes, last night had been embarrassing for her. I'd gone off at her in public, but she'd deserved it. She's a pretty girl and is constantly flirting with younger men. I've grown tired of issuing her with warnings about such behaviour. Now she'd thrown a tantrum a two-year-old would be proud of and had stormed off to her favourite refuge, the Shopping Mall....