AS THE MOUSE

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Thursday November 16^th, 2000
Tiffany's heart raced as she watched the television screen showing the reporter walking towards Amir and his beautiful young date. 
"Mr. Hada.  Congratulations to you on the opening of your new celebrity spa.  It's truly the most magnificent building in New York," the reporter said as the camera focused on Amir.
"Thank you very much.  I hope everyone enjoys party", Amir said in his broken English smiling as the camera came in close on his handsome face.
"Everyone here has been wondering who your lovely lady is?" the reporter asked as the camera switched to a smiling dark haired young woman in a royal blue gown.
"I pleased to introduce you to Princess Tahaara", Amir said as the young woman shyly smiled for the camera.
"Princess Tahaara, how are you enjoying this party?"
"Most elegant affair," the young woman said in quiet voice with an accent similar to that of Amir's.
"I want very much for everyone to enjoy party," Amir said noticing that the Princess seemed very uncomfortable with the attention she was receiving.
"You've just opened what will surely be the most successful celebrity spa in the world.  You have another spa on your island and a Princess on your arm, what more could a man ask for?  What are your plans now?"
"I think political office one day."
"A political office?"
"Yes, perhaps.  When… how you say…time is right."
"Amir!" a woman's voice was heard coming towards the camera.
"We have Jan Morgan with us," the reporter said as the camera angle widened to show Jan walking towards Amir.
"Jan, you look beautiful tonight," the reporter said as the camera panned showing her long red evening gown.
"Congratulations Amir," Jan said stepping in front of the Princess and kissing Amir on the cheek.  The young princess stepped aside as the camera focused on Amir and Jan.
"Speaking of political affairs.  You can't be any better connected than Stanley Morgan," the reporter said referring to Jan's Father Stanley.  The reporter watched Jan as she clutched Amir's arm and stared into the camera.
"The studio just told me that's all the time we have now.  I hope your spa is as successful as all of your other endeavors," the reporter said as the camera panned the room one last time.
"Thank you very much", Amir said. 
Tiffany watched Amir as he smiled at the camera in the parting shot.  She was almost ready to laugh at the sight of the young unknown Princess standing behind Jan, until her eye caught a glimpse of another familiar face.  She jumped from her seat on the sofa and raced towards the television to look closer.  A telephone commercial came on the television screen as Tiffany blinked in disbelief.  Could that have been who she thought she saw on the screen?  Could that man she saw in the distance behind Jan have been her estranged husband Skeeter?  She could feel her heart racing and her face reddening in anger.  How could Skeeter be at the party and she wasn't.  How could things have gotten so out of hand?  Could her estranged husband be at the event of the year and her lover with a Princess on his arm?  She jumped when the telephone behind her rang.  She quickly hit the remote turning down the sound and ran towards the ringing phone.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE PHOTOS BELOW.