“Querida, I was not asking for an attachment. I was asking….” To not get into an argument, Raquel shook her head and dropped the conversation. The drive to the site of Raquel’s photo shoot was quiet as both tried to think of what to discuss after Helena’s declaration.  Raquel was hurt and stunned but tried not to show it. For God’s sake, she was a supermodel who could get any man or woman she desired. She periodically looked at Helena not understanding how to interpret her reluctance. As they neared their destination, she picked up Helena’s cell phone and called her own. Seeing the number coming through, she picked up the call then hung up. After a few more presses of the buttons on Helena’s phone, she tossed the phone back to Helena and headed out the car door. “You now have my number. Not many people do. Call me if you change your mind.”

She walked away, stopped and thought for a second then turned back to look at Helena. “What are you afraid of? What do you think might happen? I don’t understand.” 

Helena gritted her teeth and coldly responded, “Raquel, I had a wonderful night. You are a very beautiful woman. I just find this works for me right now. Thank you again. It was very nice.”

Raquel looked at her angrily after receiving the cold dismissal. She walked away with grand gestures and again speaking loudly with Portuguese alternating with English profanity.  She was quickly surrounded by the support staff who tried to get her ready for her shoot. She looked back and saw Helena still standing there watching the activity. She shook her head and pushed away the make-up artists and hairstylists that were working to get her ready. Helena could see the photographer pointing at his watch, arguing with then chasing behind the pouting model. Helena picked up her cell and called Raquel’s cell. The tirading super model picked up the call, smiled and looked toward Helena’s car. “Raquel please believe me, it has nothing to do with you. It’s just where I am right now.”

Angrily Raquel responded, “Você é louco. Don’t bother to call me again.” Continuing her fit she disconnected the call and threw her phone in the sand.