“When I told Chris about you accepting him going with you to the musical he seemed way too happy. So I sat him down in private,” with that a crazy...smirk crossed her face, “and I had a long talk with him. During the talk he seemed nervous. And I found out he always wanted to do it with you. But he was too shy to ask. And when I ran into him a little while ago I found out he hadn’t made his move. And when I asked him why we came up with an idea.”“Wha ... wh ... what idea?” I mumbled.She hugged me. I sneak in, she forgot to latch one of her windows and I slipped smoothly inside. She's in the living room, dozing on the coucb, a book lying on her chest and she snores softly. I pull out the long knife from my back pocket and place it against her throat. Her eyes fly open and shes lucky she doesn't jerk forward. "Hello Emily." I say pleasently. "Jo-jonathan?" It takes awhile to recognize my name, I'm so used to being called Toilet now that it seemed foreign to me.I smile at her. "I told you. Haan, ek bat hai. Vaha unity bahut hoti hai aur har koi ek-dusre ke kaam ata hai. Jab ahmedabad me riot huye the tab ki bat hai. Mera ek dost sensitive area me rehta tha. Vo mere sath padhata tha. Vo apne bhai, bhabhi, aur unke 3 bachhe ke sath rehta tha. Unke ghar me sirf ek kamara aur ek chhota bathroom tha. Ek din achanak mere dost aur uske bhai ko out of city jana pada to muje bola bhabhi akeli hai aur tension hai to tu raat me mere ghar soya kar. To mai uske ghar sone chala gaya. Ab tak. ‘John, can you hear me?’ she called out as her hand touched his shoulder. Not getting any response Janet made a worried noise then reached over and grabbed the phone off the desk and called emergency services. Once that was accomplished she rang Bronwyn at reception to explain about John and expect the ambulance and to get Barry to hurry in to give any necessary first aid. After hanging up Janet just sat and gently touched John’s face then softly held his right hand trying to hold back her.