P: (naughtily) you should ask and come.. yhan 2 aur jawan ladkian rehti hainWe both laughed, I learnt that ekta had gone too.Me: matlab ek hi jawan la...ki hai ..She laughed and continued the jokeShe: haan ek jawan ladki aur ek bacchaNow, any guy can’t take this insult.Me: koi baccha nai hu main.. aapko to pata hi hona chaiye na!! garima se baat to hoti hogiP: (laughed) haan bataya to hai usne.. i am sorry k abi tak jada kuch kara nai tum dono ne..Saying this she headed for the kitchen to prepare. Don't" the older woman almost begged."I would say tomorrow, but I think we need to take this head on." Greg cut her off. "I'll follow you home."Her head dropping in resignation, the woman nodded silently and then slipped from the car. She stood for a moment sorting her keys and then reached to close the car door."Hey" Greg's voice stopped her. The woman turned and bent to look in the car. "I love you...mom" Love you too baby" the older woman whispered, then turned and walked to her car as Greg. Wives and girlfriends were invited, which left Jay with a problem, not wishing to appear as the odd one out, his wife having abandoned ship and he secretly sharing Pam and not wishing that to become common knowledge. [though in rural communities such as this, that was very wishful thinking!] Pam ever resourceful called her niece, a sensible lass and a farmworkers daughter, married, though her hubby, Titch, having been disabled and declared both mentally and physically paraplegic after his. The firm would make millions from this transaction and I had pulled it off.I was about halfway to the entrance of the hotel when I began to wonder what Helene was doing at the Palace. I hadn't had a chance to call her from Los Angeles or from the airport since I had my phone stuck in my ear with final instructions to my office in San Francisco until the flight attendant had threatened to take it away and stomp on it.As soon as I got off the plane I had called Helene's office and spoke to her.