“Sorry Madam,” Ranjith seemed like getting into serious business. “I am going through a very difficult problem. I am doing well but actually I a... not feeling well. I get nightmares every now and then. I feel restless most of the times. I am afraid.”“You are afraid? Afraid of what?” Sujitha asked sounding extremely surprised about his admission. She felt amused to hear a man as gigantic like him say that something could make him feel afraid.“Well, that is my real problem,” He said with a wry. “Who? What are you talking about?”Before I can figure what-the-fuck, she pulls me out of the brambles, drops my arm, and runs off towards the trail. Wearing only a T-shirt and boxer shorts with my bare feet painfully tromping through prickly brambles and sharp rocks, I can barely keep up – what’s this loon-tune woman up to?“Lainey! Stop where you are!”“He wants you!”Before I can make any sense of this debacle, I find myself in the Hybrid camp with three of the most incredibly sexy women that. Really! Gone for lunch? Well, that’s what it sounded like, and I thought oh no, now we gotta wait for soup and sammies?My bad!But who knew? I’d never heard the word before! You know those flags they carry at the front of the procession? They’re called gonfalons. Don’t ask. Yes, I looked it up afterwards on my phone. It’s spelled like it sounds, too. And gonfaloniers are the people that carry them.I started giggling, and somebody else did too, and someone tried to shush us, but we were all. ‘It’s the old people who can’t stay up past nine on a Saturday night.’ ‘Well, you’ve got me there.’ A pause. ‘Thanks, Alex. You do know how to make a girl feel good about herself, don’t you?’ Alex laughed, enjoying her playful tone. He wished he’d called her the day before but he hadn’t wanted to push it. She was friendly and had kissed him back yesterday morning before they’d parted, but he was still unsure. He worried all afternoon and all day Saturday if he’d crossed a line by sleeping on.