What to do? He was stumped. Perhaps they could smash a door? No, these were solid fire doors, designed to protect the stairwells in the event of a fir....“Won’t security come round?” She asked. Well they would, normally, but they had been reduced to a minimum by the last round of penny-pinching ‘transformation’ in the company, and this week they were reduced further by holidays. The guy on the door wouldn’t be round until 8pm at the earliest. Dick and ‘the woman’ didn’t know this, so they shared. Main: Haan kya?Neetu: Woh issi apartment mein rahti hai, hahaha!Neha issi apartment mein rahti hai woh to main janta hi tha. Lekin ye baat ki ye bhi Neha ko jaanti hai woh khatre ki ghanti thi. Main banawti chaokne ka chehra banakar bola: Oh, sachme, oh baba re.Neetu: Hahaha! Ghabrao mat. Tension mat lo woh apne office aur ghar ke bahar tumse kaam karne nahi bolegi hahaha!Main chup raha, tabhi aunty aayi aur dusre sofe par baithti hui boli: Lagta hai dosti ho gayi tum dono ki.Neetu: Haan, waysa. The day of the reunion arrived and we went with a group of friends we knew. The high school was fairly large and with the passing of time, I either forgot or never met many of the people that were there. I was a late bloomer and was a bit reserved in high school anyway. Jill was the same way. Over the course of the dinner we found ourselves separated a number of times. I was talking with folks and she knew people simply because we were from the same town so she was off on her own as well. We. Reggie had told me about her phone bill the first month she was away at school, when she and Elvis were missing each other so much. Between the two of them, they had a long- distance phone bill that rivaled the federal deficit. I really didn't want to make that mistake. And so, on Friday evening, I made my first call from Florida to Kayla, direct-dial. I put my watch beside me on the kitchen counter so I could keep an eye on the time, and I hoped we would have something to say to each other. If.