"The family will be here soon."As I looked mom over in her denim dress and black open toe heels I sawthat even in this altered reality that mom didn't...wear nylons for hardly anyreason. Heading up to my room, I changed into a white shirt, blue jeansand sneakers with a pair of white nylon peds. With the falling snow outside, they arrived, family after family. MyUncles, my grandmother and Aunts. My cousins and more. One wouldwonder if there would be enough food to go around. Like every year. "The two of you raised the bar, and I can't have either or you, you because you are my brother, James because of what he does, but I'm happy about the height of that bar, and I'm in no rush. One of these days, I'll meet a man who will step up to that bar and sail right over it." Thanks, that satisfies my curiosity, except for one thing. Why did Bill accept our invitation to the opening if he isn't interested in you?"She laughed. "Because of you, you ninny." Huh?" Oh, he harbors no romantic. Wish I could figure out a way to do that.“Hmm. Maybe you could do the same thing for the jerks in Poli Sci,” Sarah Lynn said.“Bad?”“Men outnumber women five-to-one in my major. Apparently, one of the women is really ugly because I had six men stuck to my ass all afternoon.”“I hope you mean figuratively!”“There were a couple of not-so-accidental touches,” she fumed. “And one guy is going to lose his arm if he puts it around me again. The worst, though, was the rich kid. ‘Hey, let’s take a drive. Its a club in vashi where all rich folks play, party and eat. This time she was with her family and to my surprise she had a kid. It was amazing that she had maintained her so well. She was in a black one piece with wine glass enjoying dinner. From there I got her contact and address anyhow.I made a plan to find and meet her.(I will share how I got her to be my friend in my next story)So now we are friends. Her name is renu she is a housewife of one of the merchant in the town. We used to meet.