When the day came, I did something that I very rarely do, and flat-out lied to my parents, telling them that I was feeling unwell. I asked to stay hom..., and they agreed without questioning anything too closely. It seemed like they might have seen through the lie, but were letting it slide. Perhaps they just understood, in a general way, that I wanted some time alone, and they were willing to let me have that as a little day-before-Christmas gift. I felt shabby about doing it, though -- skipping. Nick only realized that Mary Jane’s mother was a senator, not which senator. Assuming Nick paid enough attention to know who Suzette Caldwell was.“I was in debt, man,” he said, through choking sobs. “I owed so much, and Gregor said he had a way I could get my debt wiped away. I just had to find a girl for him. She had to be pretty, young, and most importantly someone who wouldn’t be missed if she disappeared. Mary Jane said she hardly ever talked to her parents, and they didn’t get along. She. That is, if it’s alright with you, sir?”Chip had to laugh a little.“Of course, Eva, so long as you do away with the sir and call me Chip.”“Understood, Chip.”He laughed again before looking back at the paperwork on his desk and letting out a long sigh. Seeing that Chip was frustrated, Eva decided to take a seat at his desk and ask him how he was doing.“Is everything alright, Chip?”“Yeah, yeah I suppose. It’s just that it’s getting late and I haven’t had much of an opportunity to relax these past. First she didn’t believe me and after that when she saw me thru window she was totally dumbstruck. Since her grandparents were sleeping she slowly came down and opened the door and asked me to get inside…her room was in first floor and so she guided me to her bed room. Without making any noise we both reached her bed room and woow the room was pretty good with air-conditioned.She asked me how I entered the gate and I explained her. She was wearing a white churidhar and she user to oil her hairs.