The alternative way of looking at that was to wonder why your computer records didn't match reality.The first thing I noticed was the literal mountain...of returned boxes of shoes that were not in any storage location, because they were all stacked up in the receiving area. There were pallets of the things. Those shoes alone represented thousands of erroneous storage entries, because when returns were processed back into inventory, the location they were supposed to go to was entered into the. He’s also a bit of a show-off, likes his gossip I’d say, probably why he snitched on you”“Could you point him out?” I asked“Yeah he’s...”“Subtly this time, I don’t want last Tuesday all over again”“Erm... you see the mantelpiece?” he asked. I looked in the wall mirror in front of us“Yep”“He’s the one underneath the old picture of the school” When a boy turned to look at the mirror, Phil removed his glasses and cleaned them hastily with his shirt. “That one there” When he looked back, I. Without speaking she pointed to the shed nightgown and robe lying on the floor in a jumble. With a ‘yes milady’ Annalette gathered the used clothing, left them outside, brought in the vessel of water and split wood for the hearth placing them onto the glowing embers. She then hastened to leave without the verbal dismissal which would have certainly come angrily and with a condescension which always accompanied nightfall in Lydia’s chambers. Annalette closed the door behind her. Seconds later. Yeah! They were Lucky and Parth. I hugged both of them and we talked like best friends. They showed me the campus of their school and I was loving the fact that its all three of us.It was dark so obviously we were getting a little hanky and panky. Very carefully, we kissed each other. We smooched for a while and I requested them to arrange the similar session that we had in Mayo.Both of them could not think of any solution. They said it is not possible to arrange a room for the night.Then Lucky.