Cassie?” I asked. “The names Princeton, had been all my life, and there is no Mr. Cassie.” She said as an explanation. “Then sure, I’ll have...dinner with you.” She offered to pick me up at my hotel, but I told her that driving that car into that neighborhood at night would be an open invitation to a carjacking. She agreed to meet me at a restaurant in the suburbs near her home, and gave me the address. We agreed to meet at 8:00 PM fashionably late for dinner and early for supper. I imagined that. “Rush to our car Savita,” Mansukh almost began pushing his wife from the place. “Good luck.”Savita didn’t have any other choice as she moved out of the room mingling with the other women who cleverly used the loose ends of their saris to cover their faces. As Sarita came out of the house, she saw the man who had collected their car key standing in the patio, guiding all the women by showing the place where their cars were. Savita enquired about her car and as she started walking towards it, her. “Yeah sure, come on in”. She came inside and sat on my bed “Mom is really mad at you, is it true?”. “Is what true” I said with annoyed response. “Mom told me about it”. “No its not, I am just helping a friend and yeah we are a bit close but that’s all. No baby, Nothing other than just friends”. I looked at my sister and for some reason that cute and blissful look she always gave to me would break down the great wall. I walked over to her and gave her a hug and told her same lie I had just told. Her mother had no idea, but Geri loathed the idea of being attached and of being in love. Now why would a beautiful young girl be so opposed to such an idea, you might ask. The answer was quite plain: it was Geri’s father that soured her on the thought of melding her life with a man. Geri’s father was a golden child in the eyes of the community, but to his children, he was a ghost. When he was home, no one was allowed to hold a very deep conversation with him. He rarely showed true emotion. He.