As for Johnson, I wasn't about to forget about the affair. Annie wouldn't forget either. We both needed to remember, in order to avoid similar situati...ns in the future. I wanted us to remember the affair, and all the mistakes that made it possible.I didn't think forgiveness was an issue either. It was no longer necessary. Anne and I had been apart for over four years. The longer I thought about it, the more I realized that Annie had already paid the full price for her failings.I was also. After few minutes, Vikas came, we dropped my in laws and kids at Railway station . My daughter was about to cry and I thought she would back out but my in laws some how convinced her with a promise of a trip to the zoo.We returned and as we finished dinner, suddenly I remembered the pen drive Pramila gave me and told Vikas. His eyes lit up. “Really, let us see. Must be some good movie” he pushed the pen drive into the TV slot and we settled in the sofa. There was only one program, he clicked on. After missing him in Anaheim and not hearing from him for a month, we finally picked a date and time, and I nervously drove an hour to get to his house. Until now the most I had ever done with a black man was to shake his hand…Black Guys don’t turn me on at all, but it was that mystique of crossing the interracial line intrigued me.I located his house just as the sun was setting. As instructed, I walked to his door, knocked and walked in. He greeted me wearing a long black silk robe “Hello. “I’m Scott,” he said, and taking his time he finished with saying, “Mom.” “Oh my son,” I hugged him in excitement but he didn’t hug me back. “How did you get here? I was coming to pick you up from the airport,” I said. “Dad gave me your address,” Scott told me. “Okay, come in,” I invited him in the house, “Where is your luggage?” I asked. “Umm… it’s in my hotel room. I just came to tell you that I can’t stay with you,” Scott said. It was weird that he was starring at my boobs while talking to.