The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Vince! Have you seen this news?" Karen burst into Vince's office and was visibly distressed.

Vince glanced up from the document he was reading. "What's with you today? Can't you see I'm busy? How many times must I remind you to act with grace and composure? You're the Russells' missus now. You cannot act like you did in the past."

Karen clutched her chest in agitation. "You can't expect me to stay calm after reading this news. I rushed here the moment I saw this! Here, see for yourself!"

"What could possibly make you so-" Vince initially gave the news a casual glance, but his expression soon soured as he digested the headline and the accompanying photo.

"This is preposterous!" he exclaimed, slamming his hand on the solid wood table.

make sure he did not hurt himself. She soon found that it was entirely red. "You can get angry, but don't hurt

happen?" Vince's face turned ashen

in this mess," Karen replied. "I wouldn't have known about it at all

was pure distress and concern. Though he could not comprehend why Rita was so adamant about pursuing a career in journalism, seeing his beloved daughter lying on the ground with an assailant like that was simply too much for

stoke the salacious imaginations of the public. It was

table again. He got up from his seat abruptly and planned to head over to the publisher. He wanted to give them a piece of his mind for writing up

now? The damage is done, and the news has been

use makes it clear that they were trying to leave things up to the imagination, and it doesn't take