I make my way down the hall to what I believe to be the master bedroom. The door is slightly open as I peek inside. The room is dark but is illumina...ed with lit candles all around. I am able to see a familiar figure standing by a desk facing away from me. I slowly open the door enough to slide right in and make my way over to K. She doesn’t see or hear me coming behind her as she looks out the window in front of her, sipping a glass of wine. She stares at the lake where the reflection of a. Now read the other part of the story to understand why it so happened. One day I was sitting at home and whiling away my time and I got a call from my SIL Rekha who requested me to come to her house by 10 or 11 am as she wanted to talk to me on some issues. I did not know for what she called me but knowing her I decided to go to her house. May be something good might be in store for me. I have always like Rekha from the 1st day I saw her. My bad luck that she was a married lady to a businessman. The following day, we left for a two-week honeymoon at Niagara Falls, the choice of newlyweds everywhere, at that time. Traveling by train in the 19th century was an adventure in discomfort compared to the travel in the late 20th century. We stopped overnight in Albany, New York, the first evening. Exiting the train station on Broadway, we took a carriage to the hotel, which was located on State Street near Pearl. It was only two blocks from the terminal, but we could not possibly have carried. Now it’s all gone, finished, along with my hopes and dreams.’ The mood was shattered by the return of Benson with our coffee and some biscuits (Cookies not scones). He put the tray on the desk and helped himself to three biscuits before sitting down. Madeline held the plate of biscuits for me and I took two along with the cup of coffee. It tasted as bad as it looked, a barista he wasn’t. I noticed that Madeline thought about the same as I did about it. ‘By the way, the boss said to tell you.