The elevator hums as it descends, and Barbara waits on the walkway, one hand on her hip as the doors open.Alfred emerges, his expression giving nothin... away. He stops and gazes down at her from the top of a short flight of steps. His tailcoat and pencil mustache are impeccable.“Shall we sit, Ms. Gordon?”“Let’s not,” Barbara replies with a sigh. “Is he dead?”It’s been three months since anyone has seen Bruce or the Batman. Bruce has disappeared before, although usually not for this long.“Master. . Me karib 7:30 baje uthaa aur nichee aayaa to dekhaa dad paper padh rahee the and mummy chai bana rahii thiiMene dad ko gm wish kiaa dad ne normal reply diaaPhir me darte hue mummy ke pass gayaa aur gm wish kiaa to mummy kuch nahi bolii (muumy ne us time par laggies and t-shirt pahanii huii thii )Me mummy ke pass jaakar phir se gm bola phir dhire se mummy ne reply dia par aankh nahii milaiiMene dhire se soory bolaa.. Wo bolii dhire se ki ok baad me baat karte hai inke jaane ke baad baat karte. .. and then call Stan and tell him to put the store on the market immediately?”“Yeah,” I chuckled. “Call Stan ... you’re finishing my thoughts now, Caroline. Do you know what I’m thinking right now, beautiful?”“We have too much to do, before we stop and make out somewhere, OK ... Rich?”“Fine,” I said, with a little disappointment in my voice, “Take us to the house on Christina Ave, please?”My sis started giving out driving instructions.“Turn right on Grange Avenue ... it’s the street after. A stab of loneliness hits you and you sigh again. Another weekend alone. Maybe you should head to the hot new lesbian club that opened downtown? The thought of being shot down even once was terrifying. You begin to unbutton your blouse. Maybe give the app another try? Ugh, your luck was as bad with it as it was with picking up girls in person. Your eye's flit over to the rather sizable stack of dvd's next to your big screen. Who were you kidding? Another night of barely satisfying self.