I was planning to take a prick and return home which was 12 km away from the office. Rains started no prick in the area at all and I was forced to che...k about buses. I went took a temporary pass and asked the co travel desk which bus takes the route I have to travel. They said bus 21 will take the route. Now here comes the fun. Like all big corporate my co had more than 30 odd routes across Bangalore. And all the buses were lying in line across the lots. The first bus starts off at 6.15. There. She whispered in my fading psyche, This existence does not end with your life. You will go on, Adrianna. There’s no need to hold on so tightly. Let go. Let me send you beautifully on your way. She snaked the fingers of her other hand through my hair, tickling the roots, stimulating my scalp. Gently, she collected my black mane, and pulled just enough. My head fell limply under her control, no strength left in my neck as she poured her sweet narcotic into my body. I turned to her, and all I. My parents had left me a fair sum of money on their deaths and I had used it to buy a couple of flats which I rented out to make my living. One of them I shared with a computer programmer called Steve. A bit of a nerd, but he was a quiet flatmate and somehow managed to scrape his bills together. It was in this flat, with Steve away for the week, that I was inspecting the bottle. It was very odd. After I had polished it up a little (it had got dusty in the little visited museum) I could. That's why I walked out. Money was more important than I was to Sue. Now, divorced after 3 years, I was enjoying the laid back lifestyle. I still worked alot, just not 7 days a week anymore. The time off I had was now mine. No more gardening club meetings, having to watch television with her father or getting up early to do what yardwork I could before heading off to work again. If I wanted to sleep late I could. Whatever I wanted to watch on tv, I could. No father-in-law dozing on the sofa and.