He was only 42. I was shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4 years. He’s 16 now and is a r...nger for his dad. Is it me, or are kids maturing much more quickly these days? I must be getting old. Even policemen look far too young. Paul and I didn’t attend the wake. I couldn’t bear seeing anymore of Allan’s mousy, stupid little wife or hear her irritating Home Counties English accent. More to the point, I couldn’t accept the ghost of Allan in. Hugs NormanI know this was just a fantasy, but I was really feeling happy. I was happier than I've felt in a long time. It wasn't just the baby. It was the love we were also sharing. This love I've felt from him in the past and hope I've expressed that love to him correctly.I finished getting dressed and drove in to work. That great feeling stayed with me during the thirty-minute drive. When I arrived at the parking garage I parked in my usual spot, turned off the key, and started to cry. I was. Main khud ko apni agli kagar par pahunchne se rok na paayi.Main: Amit kya mast chodta hai, ah. Aise andar tak choo raha hai ki main jhadne wali hun!Neetu: Akash bhi kam nahi, ohhh, aise phaad raha hai mujhe ki main bhi, jhadne wali hun!Hamari baat sunn Amit aur atur ho gaya mujhe jhadwane ke liye. Aur apni antim takat ko samet mujhe khacha khach chodne laga. Waha Akash bhi Neetu ke sath wahi kiya.Kuch hi palo mein main aur Neetu ek dusre ke hath pakad gaye. Zor se aankhe band karte hue unki. So you guys are sticking together?’ ‘I think so. We’re going to try to meet at least once a week. You see, we’ve rehearsed and played together all through the year. All four of us compose music and play each other’s music in various permutations, sometimes with others playing their instruments in the composers’ workshop we’ve been attending together for the past school year.’ ‘So you’re all composers!’ Joe spouted enthusiastically, an idea popping in his head. ‘Uhm, yeah,’ Consuela chuckled..