“Ok Aastha, apni panty utaro aur bahar feko,” Ravi bola. Maine panty utari aur fekdi.“Aastha, tu, tujhe ajeeb nahi lag raha. 3 ladko ke samne na...gi ho gayi,” Vidhi boli.“Game hai yaar. Aur boys bhi toh nange hai poore,” maine kaha.“Haan, yeh toh hai. Game,” Vidhi boli.Bina time waste kiye, Anuj ne bottle spin ki. Bottle Vidhi par ruki.“Ok Vidhi, ab tu apni jeans utar,” Anuj bola. Vidhi meri taraf dekhne lagi.“Game, Vidhi, Game,” Maine kaha.Meri baat sunke usne apni jeans utari aur panty aur. Nobody ever got in, and we never saw anyone coming in or out.I stopped in my tracks when I saw it. The door was open a little this evening. Holy cow. This was a first.Looked around. Still couldn't see anyone else. Walked over closer, just to take a look, you know? I could hear music faintly from the inside. An orchestra, even. Some string stuff. Huh? Wait a second. How could that be? The cabin couldn't have been more than 15 feet by 20 feet at the most. No way an orchestra could fit in there.. The night was wonderful. Mike and I only got on the floor for the slowdances due to my ?condition,' and everyone was terribly gracious to me. Ifelt a little too pampered, but I was enjoying it.Sometime after midnight, Mike and I were on the floor dancing to FaithHill when he whispered in my ear."Belinda?" Yes?" I need to tell you something, and you don't have to answer right now,but if I don't say it now I don't think I ever will."There was a seriousness in his voice that I'd never heard. For three nights in a row, Milly and I watched the moorland surrounding Cragmount House awash with flames, the nighttime landscape becoming a canvas by Bosch. The evening that Backthwaite Copse ignited, I prayed the wind would not drive the conflagration our way, bring the fire down on us circuitously via Homestead Wood. In the master bedroom of Cragmount House, through its picture window, Milly and I lay and watched the apocalyptic scene from our bed as we spoke of Sean. It was the night.