"Wait! If I'm in costume all the time ... Does that mean ... I'm a COSPLAYER!? EHHH!? I'm a FREAK!!!"Robin's little doll threw a rock at Brooke' head...."Continue with the story!" Now now, that not how we deal with stupid people Miss Darkness." Robin chided, softly patting the doll's head."I'm sorry Miss Sunday." The Doll said sadly. "But he the scary man got annoying." I know, I know Miss Darkness. Maybe if Mr. Brooke would continue his explanation and not get side-tracked like an Idiot, you. She was about my height and had a head of full, dark hair. I didn't recognise her but she seemed familiar. Her olive skin was perfectly toned and she had the deepest brown eyes."Hey, I thought that was you! What are you doing here?"As soon as the words were out of her mouth (and now that I could hear her better), I knew who she was. "Mimi!"She reached out to me and we shared a tentative, but warm, hug."How have you been?" I asked. We both took a second to give one another the elevator look. Sunita tried to catch hold of me from behind to prevent herself from falling. This was the first time I saw her. She was wearing white salwar and kameez with a dupatta. Immediately I rushed out for her help while others were occupied in themselves. She was completely drenched and while helping her get up, I too got myself wet. It was difficult to get up, she briefly caught hold the buckle of my belt (I wear the belt just out of formality, don’t need it to hold my trouser around my waist). This. I don't think Cee-Cee could ever hate me enough to say those things to my face, yet she told the world in her story. Over forty thousand people have downloaded since she posted it last week! I've been given enough hard copies to know that I'm a laughingstock locally.We did marry young, and I worked the whole time I was going to school. It was also the only time in our marriage that Cee-Cee worked. Cindy Compton was her maiden name, and I always called her Cee-Cee. Wasn't "Dee Dee" a clever.