Whiletravelling along a track following a power line but also looking for asuitable lake for camping for a few days; when suddenly we came across apow...r line crew who were taking a coffee break they waved us down and wejoined the crew and they were asking where we going, well ultimately a guyintroduced himself as George told us where there was lake and also they hadtrailer bunkhouse there. He told us Peter our Bull Cook is there just tellhim that I told you it was OK to camp.Cut a long story. Shiju’s mother read my thoughts and she suddenly said that she could stay in the corridor since it would be difficult for both of them to adjust in that tiny room. In the corridor? I quickly said that there was no need of doing that, that it was alright, that somehow we should be able to manage. We put our things under the bed. The room did not obviously have an attached toilet or bathroom. We would have to use the combined toilets and bathrooms at the other end of the corridor. I undid the. I gave her a three second countdown, pulling a finger in each second, and when I got to zero, we both elbowed him from opposite sides. He woke up with a snort and a rumble and we just looked innocent while the people around us chuckled in their pews.Marilyn called me around 3:30. I had given her my parents’ number and told her to stop at the first Maryland exit on the Harrisburg Expressway and call. She would be at the house about half an hour later, so I went out on the front lawn and played. I came, and we slept. That was last night.And now it was past.Today is what matters. And today is my interview. I wake up to what could have been one of those normal mornings for us. But it isn’t. Those mornings are past. The sunlight sifts through the mesh of the curtains, and falls on our faces. I glance briefly at the divine face in front of me – Stella, her beautiful alabaster skin glowing in the sunlight, her round cheekbones, and the perpetual pink of her cheeks. I might as well have.