Abby listened, feeling badly for her new friend. "That totally sucks. I'm sorry you're husband isn't here. That really really sucks. Majorly even." Abby took a drink from her own cup.
"Well at least you'll have help, I guess. I mean, better than being alone completely and how can she not like you? You're great and to answer your question, yep and people have tried to kill me a couple times. Stalker was an ex boyfriend. I apparently don't have good taste in men. Well, had, well...hope that is changing anyway and someone hired a hitman against me when I had to testify, but I shocked his ass with a taser and a horn. Oooh and I had brass knuckles too. Then my assistant tried to frame Tony for murder and when I figured it out, he tried to kill me, but I duct-taped him and the last one was my uh...roommate, you know, McGee? He was an author back home and one of his fans thought the book was real and he kind of used everyone we know as characters in his book and he thought I was going to hurt McGee so he tried to kill me, but McGee stopped that one. I seem to bring the crazies like flies to honey, huh?"