I was on my way from work and my wife Priya had already reached home. I parked my car in the building and took the stairs to our apartment on the 4th ...loor. Just as i was about to climb up to my floor i met Mr Patel, my landlord on the 3rd floor. We chit chatted a bit and he informed me his family had gone to their native place for the holidays. When i was about to take his leave, he asked me “Arjun, would you care for a drink?” with nothing much to do i said OK. Now let me describe MR Patel,. She blinked, frowned. Where on earth was she?She looked at her father and was shocked, the cup falling from her hand.The heavy chair was neatly placed on the opposite side of the bed. Her mother’s hands clasped one hand of her father, and his other hand rested on hers. Her lips touched the back of his hand. The oxygen mask lay on the floor, still gently hissing its life supporting air. Her father's face had smoothed, his skin many years younger. A smile was on his lips.Sally dashed to her. It seemed as if there was a bunch of juice but couldn't have been as I had been really busy pumping loads into ladies.We relaxed with June on top of me. I looked up and Sunshine was sitting beside us hugging her Mom with tears streaming down her face."What's wrong Sunny, why the tears," I asked."Oh Chuck, nothing's wrong," Sunshine continued to weep. "That was so beautiful. You and my Mother were really making love. God Chuck, I wish you could make love to both of us at the same time like that.. " Alex said somewhat dumbly. "Do you know..." Doctors said I was probably measuring in hours instead of days." The old man cracked open one eye and jangled the wrist with the plastic admissions band on it. "So that's why I'm playing hooky. I want to remember the feeling of sun on my skin and smell fresh air for a while, not antimicrobial soap." Can't blame ya there." Alex said. "You mind if I share your bench?" Now why on earth would a young man like you wanna spend time with a crusty old.