” Jatin bhai reverted immediately, his face beginning to almost glow at the prospects of drinking some decent Scotch again. Throwing one more glance...at Kalpana aunty, who stood there watching me, I quickly picked up my keys, and headed home to get the bottle from my house. I was back in no time, having depleted my father’s stock of imported whiskey by one more bottle of the ubiquitous Johnnie Walker.The door of their house was still open when I got back, and as I stepped into their house, I. I had decided that the remote location was perfect for what I had in mind. This was my second day at the cabin and I had quite the week planned. The first day at the cabin had been spent getting everything ready, and that night finding the perfect subject. It hadn't taken to long. It was only a 45 minute drive to the nearest small town, and I had found a lovely young woman who was just finishing college, and was out here in the mountains while she wrote her thesis. It had only taken a couple. Charlie sat at his desk writing on papers,probably grading homework or something, i guess that's all that teachers do anyway.“Pppss” i heard from behind meI turned around and saw Katie, she waved at me to get my attention.I mouthed the word “What” to herShe handed me a piece of pink paper, we always passed notes in class. We were best friends and that's what bestfriends did when they couldn't talk to each other, we always had to stay in communication with each other, especially when we were not. It cannot be savored that way. The rings on his finger said leave it, but the glint in his eye begged and beckoned.People all around grabbed their belongings and scattered in all. Brip, brap, sputter. Wheels on tile. Click, clack, click, dress shoes and stiletto hills cut through the din with a rhythm ignored. I followed at a short distance and saw that she was laughing at something – that same girl he’d sat next to on the train. Part of me wondered if she was trying too hard. It wasn’t my.