Oh, ma petite, you are growing gargantuan." i looked at him and it was not a friendly look. "never tease a woman about her weight, jean-claude. at least not an american twentieth-century one." he spread his hands wide. "my deepest apologies." "when you apologize, try not to smile at the same time. it ruins the effect.
Put any woman in an area run mostly by men and rumors will fly. unless you make it very clear that you are off limits, there is also a certain competitiveness that sets in. some men are either trying to run you out of town or get into your pants. they don't seem to know any other way to deal with a woman. if you're not a sexual object, you're a threat.
To gain your heart's desire you have to lose some part of your old life, your old self. to do that you have to have courage; without it, you can't make the leap. and if you don't make the leap you have only three choices: you can hate yourself for not taking the chance, you can hate the person from whom you've sacrificed your happiness, or you can hate the one who offered you happiness, and blame them for your lack of courage, convince yourself it wasn't real.