And that disturbed him. ‘We’re closing up now, Mr. Carlson.’ The bartender, Ray, said, topping off his Dewar’s and soda. ‘You can take that...to your room, if you like.’ Spencer sighed, pounding the drink down, then reached for his jacket. ‘Thanks, Ray. Put it on my bill, would you?’ ‘No problem, Mr. Carlson. Good night.’ ‘Hey, I thought we were going to have a few drinks!’ Spencer’s heart stopped when he heard Darrin’s deep voice behind him. ‘Sorry, things ran a bit later than I expected.’. They agree that I should try to get into sports more with you. They’ve been married for 45 years now, and they say that they have worked hard at improving their marriage daily, and that sharing in each other’s interests, while giving each other space, has been a part of that. Daddy still likes to fly every once in a while, and Mummy loves doing her volunteer work at the church, but they say that they wouldn’t miss walking with each other in the mornings so that they can just talk about life,. She was also in the 12th class. She has complexions of 30-28-32. She had good smile and we were so close that we share our family issues also. Once in 12th class her parents and her brother went to village due to some family land issues then our mids were going on so her mother told her stay in the home itself and asked my mother for me for the sake of her daughter to stay in her house after the college and said that they will be staying there for 10-15 days. My mother hesitated but accepted. ” A light suddenly focused on my face, blinding me. A moment passed. “Ah. It is you. Well.” The light switched off, blinding me again, in a pitch of darkness. “It’s my place now, oh sober one. You snooze you lose.”I smiled. “Missed you, asshole.” Huffed laughter chortled in the dark. “What’s a pretty, pristine ex-addict doing in the dark, looking for her old friend? Want to send me to church? Save me? You praying for my soul?”“Always, in a way.” I moved forward, sat beside him.