Thegirls had bags from various stores and could see that they had boughtsome dresses, lingerie, and shoes. The girls were laughing and themother had a...big smile on her face.Lois sighed. "Just once," she spoke to herself, "instead of sons, I wishI had daughters."Suddenly, the new ring on her finger that Hal had gotten from somestranger at a flea market - it was opaque with nice shape, even thoughit wasn't her birthstone - started glowing and then subsided."Huh? What the hell was that?" she. My previous 3 story title is 1) Diwali holiday in badlapur2) Jab mein t.y.b.com mein tha3) Net connection lagthe lagthe ussne mera saath connection joda (part 1 and 2) aur yeh mera 4 story hai. Yeh story mere ek friend jisne muje mail kiya or bola ki aap mera real story iss mein dal sakthe hai mein bola real hai toh dalunga naki friction or fake kyu ki muje fake story bilkul naa pasand hai. Toh dosto aab mein aaka time na waste karke aapni story pe aatha hu. Toh story start hoti hai yeh story. "Anyone up for another beer?" my father asked. He came back with another round for all of us. After a couple, the taste wasn't as bad. We continued drinking and talking. Fortunately the subject shifted from my dismal love life to my parents' various hobbies. The sun dipped further down the horizon, melting orange and purple over the rooftops. My mother stumbled inside to gather together all the candles we owned. We lit and distributed them throughout the different rooms in the house. Around ten. She tried to play the "Look here! I have two men after me and I just don't know what to do!" game. I refused to play, and would leave. The competition was little Miles that couldn't break a cherry. He was not what I considered fair competition. We were broke up for good it seemed.A few years and a couple of one nighters with different women would pass before I encountered the girl that turned out to be the love of my life once again.Enter TrishNow comes the good part. Thanks for being patient.