I got dressed up. Fathima was still lying on the bed worried and thinking about tomorrow morning.I said bye to Fathima, came out of the main door, pus...ing it firmly to lock it went to my home with lots of worried thinking going on in my mind.The following day, I was at the crossroad which Fathima had specified. She was waiting for me but didn’t come to meet me. Fathima just waved her hand in a big NO and indicated me to go to her house. So I thought Shaheen must be alone in the house now. Just a bunch of guys out having a good time. One particular Friday I got really drunk and my supervisor ended up taking me home. I don't remember the ride home or the walk to my apartment. All I know is I woke up in bed the next morning fully clothed and super hung over. I got up to shower and when I was done I had a message from my supervisor. He called to check on me but more importantly we got a call and had to go out to a tower.He told me he would be over to pick me up in 15 minutes. I. Come a little early. I need to talk to someone." Jacinta said." Okay. I'll see you then. And don't worry about the ticket. I'll get it to you." Jessie said." Thank you so much. See you tonight." Jacinta said." Your welcome. Bye." Jessie said hanging up." Ticket done." Jacinta said smiling. " Awesome." Charlie said." Great." Jeremy said a little sarcastically.Charlie handed over his phone and Jacinta quickly typed in her number.He did the same for her phone before she wrote down the schools. The unusual part was yet to come.Shortly after the day I've already described, Mom went away for the weekend, which was very disappointing for the men of the house as we didn't like to be without her at all. We relied on her housekeeping and caring skills to look after us, not to mention the need for a regular taste of her sticky creamy pies.The last time that Mom had been away, our Aunt Susan, my dad's younger sister, had come to help take care of us. She was not as hot as Mom, her unshaved.