And from what you say, your house is full of machines tonight. Spend the night at my place." With you? But what about Sally? What if she turns up here..." I don't think she will. She knows what time we shut. If she can't find us at the shop, she'll go back to your car. She's got the key, you said." But she can't drive." Sally will think of something. Come on home." It's no good worrying any more. Come to bed. Do you want the double bed, or the single in the other room?" Where are you sleeping?". Coming to the story, it started when I was in my second year and was a fresher to this college after diploma. I and my friend used to come home walking every day after the bus left us at the bus stop and we were accompanied by one of her friends too…I never initiated any conversation as she was a stranger and I and my friend were very good friends.Time passed by and I got to know later through my friend that she had a crush on me…Her name was Anamika(name change) and she was chubby and cute but. I showed you the card because Abby needs a liver transplant.”“What, what are you saying?” Scott questioned.“Everyone, Abby isn’t dead. However, she will be if she doesn’t receive a new liver within the next several hours.”“Abby’s still alive?” Scott exclaimed loudly.“Yes, she is for now. Her gallbladder lies below her liver and may be damaged and might need repairing or removal. If necessary, we can live without our gallbladder. She has several broken ribs which will heal and a few other bumps. She and Bob didn't get another chance at the cabin in the woods. One of her friends took them through the beach doorway, and there wasn't time for them to be alone.The beach was fun in its own right. She'd been there once before, but had never had a chance to enjoy a real beach. It was a public destination in the Construct, or at least that's what she'd been told, so they did have to wear clothes. She had a chance to pick something, and chose the smallest bikini that she could, something that.