"But, Harm, that'll mean..." Yes, it'll be out in the open, but he's seeing to it that it is anyway. The bartender told me about it today," I said."Do...you know his wife's name?" I said."Yes. It's Catherine," said Ellie."Do you know how to get hold of her without my having to do the research?" I said."Their phone number is listed," she said."Good," I said. "Call her and ask her to come here. Don't tell her what for. But, when she gets here, you're going to tell her everything. There's no getting. I studied one. It looked like the boot of Italy. No. A hockey stick. No. A musical note. Whatever. It was pretty; fluffy, pure white. Drifting without a care in the world.“What ‘cha doin’?” Rory asked, placing a plate in front of me. She had another plate for herself. “I made a ham sandwich for you.”“I was watching the clouds.” I took a bite of the sandwich. Mayonnaise squeezed out and fell into my lap; a glutinous goop of yuck. I tasted mayonnaise, nothing else, and put it back on the plate.. He held him tight, not wanting to let go. The rain continued to fall all around, but time felt much slower, and he could count each heartbeat as he held the man of his dreams in his arms.Finally, they pulled away. “Yeah. Um. I’ll miss you too.” Hox fumbled his keys again and opened the door. He spared one last look over his shoulder, and then slipped inside, closing the door softy on River’s face.* * *The rest of the summer passed without incident.When River recounted the events. One day it was 1am as I left from office.I was waiting for bus at bus stop but there wasn’t any bus coming since it was very late and the frequency is quiet low. One lady was also waiting there from nearly 30 minutes so was I. Me being engrossed with music in my ear was passing time. Suddenly she came to me as said where do you stay I said at ******* and she was like even I stay near that. She suggested lets board an auto rickshaw as its too late and no hope for bus to come. But I wasn’t sure.