I turned to leave the room when something caught my eye: a purse.Moving towards it, I stopped for a second to make sure the cops weren't coming back. ...hen, picking it up from it's resting place on the chair, I opened it up. Inside was a cell phone and a wallet, plus a key ring full of keys. Opening the wallet, I hit pay dirt: it was Katherine Heigl's. Whatever had made her leave the room had been important enough for her to leave incriminating evidence behind. Her mediocre driver's license. When Jack started the truck, Melissa said, “Trupti was happy to hear the news. I guess weddings are really big things in India. She hopes that she can attend our wedding.”Although Jack had only met Melissa’s roommate, Trupti, on two occasions, he had liked the small young Indian woman. He asked, “She hopes? Didn’t you invite her?”“I did,” Melissa answered, “but she might not be able to come.”“Why not?” Jack asked concentrating primarily on backing out of the parking spot. If it was a matter of. As I have already mentioned, she was buxom, very pretty, delightfully voluptuous, and perhaps an inch taller than me, while I was a skinny and diminutive kid. Yet there was a strong charge of excitement and intense lust between us from the day one. I called her ‘Mausmi Di’, but no relation could be less brother and sister like. Our age difference looked much greater due to our different levels of outward physical maturity and therefore no one in my or her family really bothered at our hanging. “Can we buy the picture?” Jesse asked excitedly when we climbed from the ‘log’ we’d been riding in.“Sure,” I agreed, knowing we’d need three pictures, one of each eight-person log we’d been divided across.After purchasing our pictures, we made our way to Big Thunder Mountain, where again Bethany stayed with the littlest kids. Then, with the two ‘major’ rides out of the way, we headed to Pirates of the Caribbean. The boys thoroughly enjoyed the ride, the girls, less so. Things were reversed.