There is a solitary piece of A4 paper, neatly folded in half. I unfold it. I see a row of numbers, obviously a mobile phone number, and beneath th...se, the letters EB and a heart.EB! Evie Burgess! Evie has given me her number! I want to sing and dance and shout with the joy of knowing that she has thought about me! She wants to see me again. I am the love-struck teenager again.Back upstairs, I sit on the edge of my bed, my phone in one hand, her note in the other. I wonder how long. "She reaches out her hand and I grab it and guide her into the house. I walk her over to my dinner table and she turns around to face me. I ask her what is in the bag and she says that I will find out shortly. I wanted to know but I figured I would play along so I grab her by the hips and I lift her onto the table so that she is sitting on the edge. I tell her to lay back and she does but not letting go of the bag. I undo her belt and then undo the button and zipper on her uniform slacks. I. The recovered memories of your past life ... those things really happened to you, didn’t they?”“Yes,” I croaked. “Eighty years, ten months, and twelve days. I lost my first wife, Rebecca, to cancer. My second wife to a deteriorating heart. I left behind a son and a daughter and four grandchildren, one of them pregnant. And I can’t even call their faces up in my mind anymore.”“But you don’t remember bidding on Desi’s virginity or learning to play the guitar,” she sighed. “Jacob, I’m so sorry.. Tabhi kaylash aaya aur usne mujhe dekh liya useki nazre meri tango ke beech ka nazara le rahi thi main aise ban gai ki main uskodekh hi nahi rahi ho shayd usene ander pade mere kapde aur meri bra aur panty dekh liy the . Kaylash mere paas aa ke bola “ kuch peogi .. Chai Coffee . .. “ mine nazar utha ke dekha woh mere karib kada tha aur meri khule huy batano se meri chuchiyon ke darshan kar rah tha …. Mujhe achha laga .. Maine kaha .. “ nahi eski kaya zarurat hai .main bas chalna chahungi …. “.