I went there for a friend’s wedding. We were a gang of four close friends. One of us was getting married. His name is Karthik. The other two in my g...ng were Ashok and Dheeraj. Dheeraj was already married and has settled in Delhi, with his wife Ghazal. Ashok and I reached Delhi in the morning, one day before the wedding, and rented a place close to the wedding.We also rented a car to roam around in the city. Dheeraj, Ashok and I planned to meet in the evening at a nice pub and relive our old. .." What?" Well, it sure looks like your handwriting, not Jack's." Janice tore open the envelope and took out the card. "This card is definitely from you, it's got your signature," she announced, glancing it over."I swear I don't remember writing it..." My mind was whirling. Did I forget that I wrote Janice a card? Did this happen sometime last night? What was going on?"Oh my god..." Janice muttered, reading the card"What??" I asked. "What does it say?" I reached for the card.Janice held it. "You wouldn't even need the cords: with duct tape, you could just stick the pieces to your body, to your bare skin, instead of going to all the trouble of cutting and sewing and fitting something you might never wear."She agreed that made a lot of sense. "So this one would do?" I prompted, pointing again at the oval design, but Anna frowned. "It is much too small! I could never wear that! It hardly covers anything!"I reassured her, "It would only be at home, just for our game, and you would. I'll try. No promises. I kinda like the name Mr. Evans.''Either is fine....so.....what can I do for you Andrea?''I just thought I'd let you know how much I enjoy talking to you when I'm at work and you've always been so generous with the tips and you're so nice to all of us that I just thought I'd let you know how much it means to us all...and especially to me.' She seemed a bit tense and maybe tentative as she spoke. Every time I talk to her at the restaurant she's perky and bubbly and.