I hoped that they had learned their lesson.When Monday came around, I decided to skip laundry day and ride over to Trinity to collect my reward for Gr...asy Bob. I could also pick up the latest reward posters while I was at it. This leading two lives business had gotten to be a lot of fun. I realized that I would hate to go back to being just a doctor, or, heaven forbid, just another housewife.As I was riding toward Trinity, I heard a shotgun go off. I wondered who would be out bird hunting this. Our goal, if we choose to accept it, is to write a complete and finished Choose Your Own Adventure novel in one month's time. Can we do it? Is it even possible for an unorganized bunch of strangers to achieve this? Almost certainly not, but it will be fun to try! I fully realize how impossible this goal is but this challenge is more about the journey than the destination. If this ends in a glorious mess...so be it!Try to keep this goal in mind as you write. Try to be thinking about endings and. "Did you hear what happened?" Yeah. I listened to the radio." I went oh-for-five!" Yeah." Jesus, Sandy!" Hey, nobody ever said you were going to hit every night." I'm used to hitting every night!" Bullshit. Who do you think you are, Joe DiMaggio?"The great Yankee, Joe DiMaggio, holds the all-time record for hits in consecutive games. He got at least one hit in each of 56 regular-season games. Incredible.Joe DiMaggio -- much like Theodore Samuel Williams -- was a far greater hitter than I ever. Sh was sipping her beer and consoling Ramya. Then, Sh stood up & called me to a side and told me “Sir you go to the Bed room (It was a suite = Attached Bedroom with separate visitor’s room & Balcony) with your drink. I just obeyed (I took some snacks also). I was impatient to know what will happen and how it will end.After some time, Sh came with my 2nd drink (Normally I have 2 drinks). I asked her with anxiety “How is Ramya? Sh “Give me little more time – what will you eat for lunch?” I “I.