We should all be THAT lucky! There was one other significant surprise while writing Emancipation Ch. 10: The Intruder. When I introduced a stranger to...the lively group of sisters and mates, I struggled with his name. Nothing fit! So I reviewed hundreds of names on three baby-name web sites. Still, nothing fit. I decided to write around the name by just leaving some ‘____’ until I could find a suitable name. After getting into the story and catching the momentum of the tale, the words flowed. . It worried and scared him. How many other people, in other patrol stations, were in the same boat, he often wondered.He had been transferred away from High Wycombe very quickly, first to Oxford, then Swindon, and just that morning to Reading. On his first job he had seen someone he recognised. He prayed she hadn’t recognised him, and it was only when the Patrol he was part of were all leaving that she had looked at him. It was obvious that she had recognised him, the fear in her face had. She stepped straight inside and kicked the door shut behind her, wrenching the handle out of my hand. “You’ve just fucked my little sister … she’s only 12 you know”!! (She had told me she was eleven – but I wasn’t about to argue the point!) “You’ve ruined her life”!!“I didn’t do ANYTHING she didn’t want me to” … now how’s THAT for a lame defence! “HOW COULD YOU”!? she continued “She’s a CHILD – for Chrissakes”! “Anyway – I thought it was ME you were always spying on, you lecherous BASTARD”!She. Then she suddenly grabbed my face and tried to stop me.She said, “Please stop…”I asked, “why”She said, “why? Why I am doing this to her”I replied, “ Because I’ve find the girl I want in my life?”She looked in my eyes and found out that I was speaking truth.She hugged me and said, “ but bhaiya, this society will never accept our relation”I consoles her by caressing her back, “ don’t worry we will manage the society”She asked hesitantly “managed? But how…?”I said smilingly “ just like you have.