Meri manme kahina kahi Bibek ki taraf jhukao thi. Ek din rat ek baje, meri husbank ki tabiyat bigad gayi. Sans leneme unko dikkat ho rahatha. Me ghab...ra gayi. Me kya karu soch nahi payi. Tab mereko Bibek ki yad ayi. Me Bibek ko phone lagayi. Itna rat ko phone pakar o bhi ghabara gaya or puchha ki kya hua bhabi, sab thik to he. Me sab bataya aur o bola ki o das minute me pahunch rahahe. O apana santro gadi lekar das minute ke andar pahanch haya. Me aur Bibek unke lekar hospital chalgaye. Doctor. ”“Me?” Jesse asked.“You!” I grinned, and tousled his hair.We managed the ticket situation as I’d planned, and watched the Hawks lose their third straight game, as the Rangers beat them 4-3.January 4, 1992, Chicago, Illinois“Finally, some time to talk,” I said on Saturday afternoon when we finished lunch.Bethany had gone home on Friday morning, and I’d been out with Gina Swanson on Friday night. I hadn’t had time to talk to Bethany, but we’d have time because she wasn’t due to open the clinic. No, not happy ... I was willing to accept the teasing!" Georgie looked at her quite thoughtfully, then:"I'm going to tell you something, Princess: something a lot of those kids who followed me around at school like sheep never knew; my mother abandoned me when I was a baby! I lived in foster homes until I was sixteen ... some good; some not so good! There were also some really nice people who wanted to make my life better; but I kicked against them, until it got to the point where they had to. I don't mean to be disrespectful. You might catch me having a beer once in a while. But beyond that, no. Alcohol and drugs are poison in a band environment, as far as I'm concerned."I glanced over at Dave, and he'd maintained a smile. Holy shit. He wasn't fazed by that remark! It was immediately apparent that in the eyes of Evie, Dave, and Paul, she'd aced my two questions.Evie, observant as always, took note of my changed demeanor. "You okay, hon?" she asked, smiling sweetly. "You don't seem.