Ariella, Maria's first daughter sat carelessly on a cushion. Her phone beeped and she picked it up reluctantly. Maria, a divorcee with two daughters.

"Hello, who is on the line?" Ariella questioned.

"It's the new guy at work."

"Oops! I'm so sorry. Hi, how do you do?" She sat properly as though the caller was directly opposite her.

After they had spoken for a while she stood to her feet and started for where her mother was seated.

She paused and rubbed her neck gently.

"Goodnight sweetheart, I ...