”I shook my head. “No you don’t understand. We can’t be like that because we already are. You are my best friend and I don’t care what you a...e or what you do. We are buds.”By now tears were running down Angela’s beautiful face. I went to her and we hugged. And for the first time in my life I felt a feeling that I’d only felt with my brother, John Fuller and of course that boy, so long ago, in Cape Cod.Life for Angela and me went on as it had. We studied, gossiped and laughed just like always.. .. you go and get yours ... you've certainly earned it!"The café that Peter took her to was just down the road, and around the corner.It was a bustling little place, with clean plastic tables, and brightly coloured chairs.Peter led her to one near the windows which wasn't so much on the main traffic route, of people coming and going."What do you fancy Peter, this one's on me," Miranda murmured softly. "I feel the need to splash out a bit, although I'm most certainly too late to get paid this. The crux was that she wasn’t really happy with her married life, both mentally and physically. She was scared to have an extramarital affair with some one in Chennai, as she hails from a very decent family, and was afraid of her reputation being spoilt if the information leaks. She did not want to jeopardize her life for the sake of pleasures. She also mentioned that she was not all that keen on shopping as she had language problems, and hence wanted to quench her long pending thirst.I told her. It shot out of the system like a watermelon seed, between two of my fingers. I was doubtful if anybody could have survived, even with a much better inertial compensator. Within a minute there was only one ship left, it was the one that stood on the periphery of the battle, and was probably the command ship.It turned tail and flew out at its maximum speed. I followed behind, and put the tube to this one too. I put much less power to it, as I fought its engines. The engines went to maximum then.