“ ... and for making All-American.”Dad and I talked for a few more minutes. I related what was happening with the team. I told him about Christian...and Tanner offering to help pay for the special team’s dinner. That probably saved me (him) close to $500. I had Dad give my best wishes to everyone. He promised to give each of the boys a plane ride for me.Dad offered to call me Christmas morning so I could be part of the gift opening. Connor and Noah understood the concept of ‘Santa C’aus,’ though. Especially when I slipped out to the gents. I made my way back to our table slowly and only after surveying the whole crowded nightclub from the door. But no one appeared to be looking in my direction.On the coach ride back to the ship the uneasy feeling I'd had in the nightclub subsided. But I will point out that there were a good half a dozen or more coaches, with maybe three or four hundred people on them. Anyone could have been emanating the waves, or whatever they were, that I'd picked up. It was a humid night, no breeze and it was hot and sticky so my husband and I, as we often do, went to our backyard pool to cool off. Our pool is fairly secluded from neighbours, so, as usual, we were skinny dipping, I didn'tv care if anyone saw us anyway. We had some drinks with us and it was a perfect way to cool down. I was in the pool when we heard a voice calling - it was my husbands friend Rob, we told him that we were up at the pool. There was no point in me trying to cover up, but it. I asked her, ”Aapka cell number kya hai.”She replied, ”Aap kyu pucch rahe hai.”I said, ”Kabhi koi jarurat padh gaye toh aap ko call kar dunga.”And we exchanged our cell numbers. She told mummy about her family disorders that they are not getting well with each other and always have argument between them for small things. Her husband had not much time for her and always came late at night sometimes even drunked. My mummy assured her to talk with Sunil about this matter. After few days my family.