‘Just the cash,’ Albert replied, stepping back only one step from the clothes as the man began looking over each item, checking he seams, running ...is hands through the pockets, checking the buttons, and looking for tears or stains. ‘Nice stuff, where did you say you got them?’ ‘I didn’t say.’ ‘You didn’t steal them did you?’ ‘No, they were donated to us, some kind people. Strange what they’ll do at Christmas,’ Albert replied, trying to hide his nervousness. The man continued checking out the. Charan felt wild when most of the men were staring at his wife.Charan guessed that Shruthi too enjoyed the stares of hungry men. They entered one of the famous saree showrooms. In the store, the fancy saree section was on the fourth floor. They entered the lift.Now onwards story will be narrated from the footsteps of Charan.When the lift doors were sliding to the close, a hand interrupted it. This was none other than the young guy from the metro staring at my wife.This young man enters and. Johnson, good to see you sir. How are things?" Very well." Did I hear correctly that you are getting married this weekend?" Yes you did. Soon, I won't be alone in that great big condo of mine."He chuckled at my lame joke. "Yes sir. Ms. Ashlee is a wonderful lady, I'm sure you two are going to be very happy." Yes we will."We arrived at my floor, he said good night and I went home for a good night's rest.The wedding rehearsal was fun. A charter bus picked me up at my condo, we went to the hotel. I have to.I take a deep breath, pausing at the foot of the stairs. Once I do this... there's no coming back. Once it's done, it's done. It is what it is.I swallow hard. Hardly words of encouragement. But be brave, just be brave for once. I go up the stairs slowly, gripping tight to the railing, faltering outside her door, my hand raised. I grit my teeth and rap my hand lightly against the wood, the sound staccato in the silence. And it seems like the door opens almost immediately, but my sense.