I was afraid to use the phone in the hotel, so I found a payphone about three blocks away that I used to call my mother back in New York.The phone rin...ed several times before anyone picked up.“Hello.” A voice on the other end said.“Ma is that you?” I said.“Who is this.” She asked.“Listen, it’s your son. I’m on the run ma but I’m innocent, don’t believe what you are hearing on the radio. I didn’t have anything to do with that murder in Cleveland.” I whispered over the phone line.“David, come. Not finding which saree and blouse to wear. (Checking her wardrobe)I went near her to help. So many blouses are thereMe: Aunty, don’t you have sleeveless blouse?Aunty: ya I do have. Actually I had given a blouse piece to tailor in city. He confused with the design and made it sleeveless and ultra fashion. You know na, my hubby and my parents don’t allow to wear exposing dresses. So I kept that in my suitcase.Me: That’s great..! So you have a great chance to show that you are hotAunty: How?Me:. .. Rob! Omigosh! Wow! I’m, oops, can’t roll that way, his leg’s in the way. Gotta pee!Ahhhh! Better! Messy, though! I guess I, we, must have ... Ohhhh! We did! Last night! Us! Ohhhh! Gotta snuggle back in. Without. Waking. Himmmm ... there!Yesterday was. Well, yeah. Ohmigosh! The longest, the best day of my life! I got married! To this guy! Okay, this naked guy (giggle!) lying here beside me!Yesterday!We got to the church early, because Mom hadn’t met Pastor Hector yet, and she wanted to chat. ’Paul shook his head. Ironic that Alexa chose that song. He could see where it might lead them. But Carrie had picked up her small case and opened the door, “I’ll get the rest of my things later. Goodbye, Paul.”Sarstedt hit the line in which he mentioned his lady dancing like Zizi Jeanmaire. A real oldie, that one.“Yes, that was just like you,” Paul put in quickly. “Your dancing, so lithe, so lissom.”Halfway out of the door she looked back, half smiled and said, “You were hopeless. One dance a.