Next day when we were having coffee I started commenting about her dress, nail polish, lipstick and finally the conversation goes as below.Me: Today y...ur face is glowing so much, anything special..!!!!Roopa: Nothing special tarun, just i went to beauty parlor and done with facial that’s it.Me: ohhh…!!! Great in this busy schedule also will you go for beauty parlors.Roopa: Yeah what to do? Need to look beautiful rite, parents are thinking about my marriage.Me: Now only you are looking beautiful,. Thursday morning, as Lori walked softly out of Tommy's room following yet another hand job, he spoke up."You don't have to go, I know what you're doing, I can hear you. Why don't you just stay here? I know I can't do much with these," he said holding his cast covered hands up, "but I'll try to help you too."Lori stopped and felt her cheeks grow warm. "I don't know" she hesitated."What, you can see mine but I can't see yours," Tommy joked, smiling in the direction of his younger sisters. From time to time the plane would hit turbulence sufficient to upset a coffee cup, or laptop. I’d given up writing my remarks because the seat pocket table kept jumping all over the place. With the cabin lights dimmed and most of the passengers attempting sleep, I was enjoying the quiet and contemplating the world floating outside my window, at forty-three thousand feet.Summer quietly slipped into the facing seat giving me a tight smile. “It’s pretty bad out there, huh?” She sounded. "I promise you. It ... was ... not ... Emily."Brooke stared at him, finally considering the words he had said."O.K. Who were you fucking in our daughter's bed if it wasn't Emily?" It was Ronni, Brooke. I was with Ronni."Brooke paused again, trying to make the words compute."What?" I was with Ronni. Emily's friend?" She's downstairs."Brooke was still unable to put the events together. All she knew was that she had seen her husband having sex with someone in their daughter's bed. The only thought.