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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Thursday May 1st 2003
"Amir, Starlene told me you called," Tiffany said as her heart raced at the sound of her lover's voice on the phone.
"Yes, she tell you news?" he asked in his broken English.
"She told me that your wife died," Tiffany said still shocked by the news.
"Yes. She die," he said choking back his tears.
"I'm so sorry Amir."
"I want you to know before television report this news."
"Thank you so much for telling me. I would have been so shocked to hear it on the news. I wish I were there to hold you."
"I wish for this too. I hope I see you soon."
"When?"
"I stay here for one week. After... " he said pausing to compose himself. "After service I come back to New York."
"I can't wait to see you."
"You wait so long my love. I regret so much that I tie up your life with my problems," he said wondering where she had been when he called earlier tonight.
"Amir. I don't feel that way at all."
"For this I am thankful. We look forward to future. I have guest come now. I call you later," he said hanging up the phone.
Tiffany slowly hung up the phone and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
"What did he say?" Starlene asked watching her sister closely.
"He loves me Starlene."
"Yes, we knew that."
"Well, I guess I just haven't heard it enough over the last few months."
"How did she die?"
"He didn't say. I didn't ask. He just said he'd come back to New York after the funeral. Poor Amir."
"Lucky Tiffany," Starlene said.
"How can you say that at a time like this?"
"Because Amir loves you, he's so wealthy and now he's really single. If that isn't enough you have Brandon too," Starlene said thinking about the rich Broadway theatre owner Tiffany had dinner with tonight at the Plaza Hotel.
"Oh, yeah Brandon," Tiffany said under her breath.
"Tell me about Brandon."
"What?" Tiffany asked as her face started to burn.
"The last time I talked to you on the phone you were in Brandon's room at the Plaza Hotel looking at the view of Central Park. He was meeting a show producer in the lobby and was on his way back to the room. What happened over the last couple of hours," Starlene said glancing at the clock on the mantle.
"Nothing," Tiffany said getting up from the sofa and picking up her high heels from the floor.
"Nothing. Bull! What happened Tiffany?"
"I don't want to talk about it Starlene."
"Don't want to talk about it? What? Are you crazy? I'm your sister you have to tell me what happened."
"He's nice Starlene. He's handsome, rich, single and every woman wants him," Tiffany said starting towards her bedroom to get undressed.
"Did you?"
"I don't want to talk about it," Tiffany said as she started toward the hallway. The phone rang in the living room. "Who is it?" Tiffany asked turning to watch Starlene checking the caller ID.
"Brandon. I guess he wants to talk about it," Starlene said smiling.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.
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