He was catching up his breath while he complemented my hangout place. I didn’t know what to say but I told him that he is most welcome to join. He ...mmediately accepted and walked inside while he sat right next to me. He introduced himself as Sam by shaking his hand and I was so nervous that I spoke out my real name. He thanked me for letting him in since it started pouring outside. We talked about how beautiful the town and beaches were and then complained about the weather. That was when Sam. The six bedrooms George had insisted on having, telling her that they would be full of little ones, remained empty. Oh they had tried. For just about every day of their 50 year marriage they had tried. Doctors told her that it wasn’t anyone’s fault, they were both healthy and quite capable of having children. It just seemed that the fates didn’t want to reward them for their diligent application to the task of procreation. George had refused to participate in any artificial means of creating. After her meeting, she called me and said that she come back again take some rest and will call me. I asked her where do you book your room at and she said Westin(Hyderabad). I said ok and cut the call. After my shift was done I was feeling tired and was about to leave that’s when she called. I told her ok and we met at the hotel.She said it’s her first time in Hyderabad and she doesn’t know the places much. I said to have a seat on my Enfield 500 thunderbird and took her to Golconda fort. She. “Dunno. Lots of vodka. No idea what makes it pink, though. Hubby’s the mixologist.” Justin took a sip and tried hard not to cough at the strong sweet-sour burn of whatever it was he was drinking.Paul smiled. “Yeah, lots of vodka.” He gestured down to the parade. “So, did you spot her?”“Not yet.”Paul joined him, his arm just a fraction too close to Justin’s. Justin felt something warm and unfamiliar in the pit of his stomach. Must be the vodka.“So, what’s the deal with you and Abby, if you don’t.