And then, on that fateful wednesday, it happened. ... The day had been slow. It was cold, so nobody was wearing a low cut shirt. But I know Blessing would. THe day seemed to last for hours. People were yapping on and on about the snow outside, but I could care less. People seemed entice by the white. I generally knew every Customer Care Executive by his/her name with whom I used to speak. And I was very friendly with all of them, as we sometimes used to talk bout our personal life also on the professional call. (That was restricted) but I was very old caller so sometimes I used to talk personal.Anyways! So as usually one day I called on Hotline and there I heard a new voice and her name was Ragini. (I came to know when she gave the opening Line) {Good Morning my name is RAGINI, how can I. As I got closer I saw what had to be William's car, a new Mercedes 4 seat convertible. He was the only one in the family that would spend that kind of money for transportation. I went into the house.We always ate in the huge kitchen, Mom and Dad said they didn't want to put on airs so we had turned the dining room into a sort of library. Floor to ceiling bookshelves were added and several comfortable reading chairs were moved in. Mom said William was in the library.As I passed the door to the. And tonight was the night, and was why she found herself kneeling in the tiny room he built in which she would wait. At long last, the door in front of her opened and he was standing in front of her. He did not speak, and of course, she never spoke unbidden. No words were necessary in any case. She rose deftly to her feet and he turned and led her into the machine's inner sanctum. The machine was a maze of black iron pipe. Through the iron framework ran bundles of wires and hoses, secured to.