The man she was to meet had further stated that she was to be there at 7:00 pm that Friday evening at the appointed place. She had worn a thin coat ov...r her modest dress so as not to attract much attention. On the bus trip, she began to have second thoughts and after changing buses several times, got on the last bus, as the driver looked her over he made the comment that few women ventured into this part of old Madras after dark by themselves, especially attractive ones! She almost did not get. Someone was always there and always willing to play chauffer for me. I don’t know how much time passed, but I tried to be there whenever Sally woke up. She seemed to wake up more often and stay awake for longer periods. This was a good sign, the specialist told me. She’d had a severe concussion and some mild bruising of the brain, but he said she’d make a complete recovery. She’d just have to take it easy for awhile. I told him that I’d make sure of that. I wasn’t going to let her get hurt. "Let the house decide." Huh?" said Melinda, looking at Jason in confusion."Well, we've already seen the house decide things sometimes for us. Let it do it now." Oh, and what if it just hands it over to you again?" Heather demanded."Then I promise I won't accept it, okay? It's not my turn today. I went yesterday." So did Heather!" Melinda shouted."No, wait, I like Jason's idea," Heather said. "Let the house decide. None of us are getting there earlier than anyone else. It will be fair and square. It felt so nice and warm beneath the covers that she had completely forgotten the events of the previous evening. It wasn't until she opened her eyes that the memory of it all came back to her in vivid detail."Oooooooh," she moaned and turned over? pulling the sheet up so that her head was almost covered. Then, she sat up abruptly and looked at the other side of the bed. Tim was up... What time was it anyway? Sun streamed in through the window, and she could tell that she had slept much later.