Hehugged the doll and smiled. He went to sleep with the doll in his arms.His mother and sister peeked in that morning, the doll was still in hisarms ...nd a huge smile was on his face even in his sleep. The symptoms ofhis urges, the itch he couldn't scratch and the irritation and the longingvanished the moment he held the doll in his arms. He would never be ableto go more than a day or two without it from now on, and his humblingjourney was just beginning.Adriana was born.Over the next few. Hank helped Tiffany from her chair and she took his arm and pulledagainst him as they strolled out the door. Hank and Tiffany made astrikingly handsome couple as they walked by the well lit windows,displaying Christmas wares."Look at that beautiful dress," Tiffany said as they paused to look atthe creation."Don't you see enough dresses when you're working?" Hank asked."A girl can never see enough dresses," Tiffany giggled.Tiffany was surprising herself. Dresses were part of the disguise andshe. "I'm afraid not. Just think about the international flights fromsomewhere like Heathrow. Some people would have travelled over two hoursto get to the airport. Imagine what time they'd have to get up for anearly flight."That perked me up a bit. I couldn't imagine getting up at two in themorning just to get on a flight. I suppose my getup time wasn't too bad.Since I'd never travelled by plane before, it wasn't something I'd everthought about.After we'd checked in and made our way through the. I am sure he should have. This was a function that we were attending in a village that was the home of my elder sis-in-law. Her in-laws stayed there. Their own house was a small one. Hence it was decided for all guests to be accommodated in the neighbour’s houses for the night. Basically, our family was accommodated in the immediate neighbouring house. It was a large village house, with a huge hall. And as night approached, we retired to bed early after dinner since there was a power cut anyway.