In the plane, everybody was looking at my wife. She was looking very beautiful and dressed very well. She had put on some jewelry which enhanced her b...auty. While on the plane, I saw a black man probably an African who was constantly looking at my wife. He was around 50 still tall and muscular with thick lips. When he saw me, he smiled and I smiled back. When my wife saw him he smiled at her also but she didn’t give any response and turned her face. After that, we slept and when we arrived at. She needed some groceries and pull-ups for Lily, so went to Walmart. When she got home, she parked in the same spot on the street-corner.Addie was trying to talk, her voice was so quiet, barely a whisper, I took her hand in mine. Whatever she was telling me was obviously difficult. “She was getting the groceries out of the trunk. A car ran the stop sign, hit another car, and knocked it into the back of theirs.”Now Addie was crying and I was horrified at the picture she was painting in my mind.. He said he had a place free, but only that night. Omg! It was 10 pm. I swallowed. I asked him how far it was from the bus stop and more questions to stall for time, but I knew if I waited, my excitement would go down and anxiety will make me say no. I soon agreed to meet that night itself!After getting on the wrong bus and getting shouted at by the conductor, I boarded the 95 to tambaram east. He kept messaging me, asking when I’ll come. I had butterflies in my tummy from shyness.I got down in. I won't be long."Back in fifteen minutes, I tossed the bags in the back of the truck.It took almost an hour to get there. The city lights long behind us, it seemed to magnify the stars. I turned up a driveway and stopped in front of a typical farm house of the area. White board, black shutters.An older man, slender and spry for his age, came to the door."Hi, Uncle John, just checking in. Anybody else here yet? Are you coming up?" Ron and Cassie and the young'uns, Bob came. Junie couldn't make.