Quickly opening the door she found the body of the original gunman, now dead and Johnny holding his gut. The bullet had ripped into his abdomen causin... tremendous. The wound was bad. Heading back into the room she pulled off one of the sheets, ripping them to make a bandage. Hurrying to him, she pressed them to the wound."I'm sorry!" Chenosh said."If I didn't know better I would say you were actually worried about me." Johnny said trying to force a smile.It gave Chenosh a chance to be angry:. He had been told that a kick-off party for the new project was being planned. He was happy that his efforts to get that job were being recognized by the company. The party was just for the project team, and it was going to happen on Friday. “That’s great, Hon,” Peggy said. She was excited for him too. Maybe this would get them back in to a more normal mode around the house since it had been really crazy around there for the past few weeks. “Let me know what to wear”.The next day, Friday. I noticed a few glances in my direction. Shortly, a dark-haired guy came up to the bar. They had waitress service, so I knew he was coming to talk to me. He stood by me and ordered a drink. With what seemed like a monumental effort, he turned to me. "Um, can I buy you a drink?" Rachel would have said, "I already have one," and looked at him scornfully. He would have slunk away, and Rachel would spend the rest of the evening scolding herself. "Thanks," smiled Roxanne, "I'd love another cosmo.". Small red and white bindis were marked over my fore head just above the eyebrows, as are marked for a bride going to be married. After applying blushers and red lipstick i was made to put on as many ornaments as possible for a bride. In my neck there were different types of necklaces, some close fitted to my neck and two hanging on my raised bust, in my hands instant mehndi was marked and made to wear me hath-phool, on my fore head there was mang-tika. In ears heavy & long dangling jhumkas.