Seconds later his avatar reappeared on my screen and it said, “What’s going on hot stuff? When do you want to meet?”That’s the way he usually ...tarts every conversation. Since we both live in Phoenix he felt that he had to try. It became a running joke between the two of us. As did all the ways I could say no. Unlike others on this site he didn’t huff and puff when I rejected a meeting, he took it in stride. Yet he kept on trying. Maybe it was because of the end of my relationship. Maybe it was. The audience clapped just as hard as I did. Kelly took my arm again, as the curtain dropped for the third time. “Would you like to join me at the after-party?” I asked.“That would be lovely,” She replied, luminous blue eyes in the starlight of the diamond dome above us, staring deep into mine. Suddenly we both grinned at each other, and laughed.The party was great. Juliette and Isaac both got big hugs from me. Alexi, the composer, got a big handshake. I introduced Kelly as fellow audience. My parents are partners in a business. I joined my parents 1 year back and Nicky had just started working to gain some experience before joining the family business. The story I am going to narrate occurred 2 years ago. It was monsoon season, month of July. During July-august every year, it was like a ritual for us to go to our Lonavla house as that place is like paradise in monsoon. But this time, Nicky and I could not go to Lonavla as Nicky had just started working and I had some important. Suzie flew over to me and wrapped her arms around me. She had her face buried so deeply in my bathrobe that I could hardly hear her as she said, "Tell her Jeff. Tell her not to move away. Tell her we all love her and want her here with us. Please Jeff, don't let them move away." She was sobbing as she said the last.I held out my arm for Debbie and she came and smothered herself against me, wrapping her arms around both me and Suzie. Almost immediately Katy came around the corner, out of our.