“Your Father gave me explicit instructions not to teach you how we live without him here. However, he is a big believer in the show must go on,” s...e said.She was right. My Father used that phrase all the time whenever I wanted to stay home from school, or anyone wanted to procrastinate. “The show must go on,” was one of his catchphrases. My older brother believed in it, too, and he often fought through injuries to get back out on the field when he played Football.“The best-laid plans don’t. “Yeah, Bridget?” he says into the phone. “I’m going to need to see you at my office.” There is a pause both on the phone and at the door. “How soon? How about now?”Rick steps through the door and his voice quickly fades, leaving Malcolm straining to hear anything else. When he realizes he is being overly noisy he says, “Fuck, Malcolm, mind your own business.” He grins. Fuck, I’m sitting here talking to myself now.”Malcolm is sitting back in the chair, waiting for another round of results to. He poured and we drank it with our hors d’oeuvres, chatting about work and other mundane matters. Kay suddenly said, “Sorry if Diane's hitting on you at work.”I was stunned but recovered to say, “Actually, I like it.”“Well, Diane,” Kay said turning to her partner, “you can flip this one.”“What’s that mean?” I asked but smiled as I kind of knew the answer.Diane blushed and said she didn’t know what Kay was talking about. “Don’t worry,” I said, “I’m flattered and I'm pretty sure I've gone down on. And she asked me to think and replay wisely. I thought all about what she said and i make a decision to start a new life…and replied to her yes i can do this… then she took phone and called Mr. Ramesh Krishnan (name changed for privacy) one of the famous business man in Bangalore and said about my matter… he said he can offer me 20k if I can stay with him from Friday evening to Saturday morning. i said okay with that and Lisa told me to remove all extra hairs in my body… i do like that. On.