Suddenly the phone rang and Aunt Beth answered with a long reach to the kitchenwall. I could tell from her voice that the topic of conversation was se...ious. There was a corner drugstore about six or seven blocks from the house, butwe were strictly forbidden to walk up there without permission. From what wecould tell from Beth's half of the conversation, it was the police on the phone.Will had been caught shoplifting a pack of cigarettes at the drugstore. Theowner had agreed not to press. They lay back on the bed exhausted. He turned and looked at Tracy. She had her eyes clenched shut, biting her lip. ‘What’s wrong?’ She let out a nervous laugh. ‘Nothing. It’s just…’ she stopped short. ‘Just, I don’t know.’ Mark propped himself up on one elbow. He caressed the side of her face and moved her face so that she could look at him. ‘Open your eyes, babe.’ She didn’t want to. ‘C’mon. What’s up? Are you ok?’ She was. She just was so unbelievably happy at the moment. ‘It’s stupid.’ She. He seemed to be a pretty nice guy, so Amy offered him to show him some nice places in town that everybody should know on the next day, before they both paid and left the cafe.On the next day they had a very nice tour through the city. It were hours of laughter and joy, and as they had been walking for hours and they were both starving, they decided to go have dinner together. John was insisting to invite Amy to a nice Italian restaurant, but Amy had a better idea. She still had some wild deer. Next day after reading the story, she got an invitation for a marriage which was in Mumbai.Suddenly the idea clicked in her mind. If she comes to Mumbai then she can have a meeting with someone in Mumbai and satisfy her sexual urges. That’s how she contacted me. You must be thinking that we must have planned immediately. But no, there was a twist.She had already contacted one more author in Mumbai before me. So either he could get the chance or me. She was chatting to both of us simultaneously..