I was high – High as a kite they say. I was tipsy as well. The combination of the drugs and alcohol made me unsteady on my feet. I have always had �...�balance issues’, they were just exasperated by the toxins in my body. I was swaying as I walked down the street with my red and gold high heeled shoes swinging in my left hand. The soles of my feet were black from traipsing around central London. They were cold as well. As was the rest of my body, that’s what I get though for wearing a black dress. .Anyhow, when will you invite me for Beer...or should I invite you", I started palnning to shape my dreams."I can't say....If somebody come to know then...." Kamal was little hesitant but not negative. She was having any idea about my plans."Don't worry, nobody would, provided either you invite me or accept my invitation", I assured her with mixture of a kind of threat."Arun you know it is difficult for me to do so...you can arrange", Kamal agreed finally."Ok, next week my parents are going to. ”Pausing, Harry looked at Jack for a second and then said, “That must have hurt.”Jack barked out a laugh and said, “You have no idea.”Victor Harmon walked into his new house and looked around. It was huge and he still couldn’t get over the fact that it cost the same as they had received when they sold their dinky little house in LA. He found his wife in the new living room. It was pretty bare with just their couch and entertainment center in it.Frowning, he asked, “Can I turn off the. It was OK with me, and I’m confident with Sarah and Fred, too. Amy and Julian aren’t blood relations, they’re adults, it’s up to them.“Julian, if you’re asking me if it’s OK what you and Amy are doing, it’s simple. If both of you are OK with it, it’s fine. Is that what you’re asking?”I felt Julian hesitate. After a second he seemed to relax.“Yeah, Dad, that’s it.”I turned to hug him.“Good for you, Julian. Good for Amy, too.”I let him go and hugged Harper. I kissed her cheek and couldn’t stop.