“I only have one concealed carry holster” I said.“I don’t have a license, anyway,” Sharon said as she opened her door and stepped to the gro...nd. “Don’t forget to lock it; we haven’t put up the rifles.”I pulled my shirttail out to conceal my pistol, and then got out of the truck. I locked it with the remote, and then we both walked into the restaurant.“Hello, folks! Sit where you’d like, and I’ll be right there.” The speaker was a young woman about Sharon’s age, but shorter and with a medium. “I don’t know where she’s gone, or who with, though I suspect she’s with the priest,” I finished.She made no comment on my tale, but was all business. “Let me come home with you. You shouldn’t be alone. Together we might be able to work something out – don’t worry, I’ll go home after; we don’t want the neighbours talking.” she giggled.“Oh!” She stopped in mid laugh. “Talking of nosy neighbours, have you asked Mrs Thingy across the road, you know, the single-handed neighbourhood watch woman?. Ye dono rata bhul gaye.Pura andhera chaa gaya tha.Dono hi saree me thi.Wo dono bhag te hue ek biran sa ghar ke paa pahunche.Barish se bachne ke liye chatt tha.Toh dono us ghar me chale.Bua ur us aurat dono hi same mentality ke the.Toh dono soche kii barish khatam hone se chale jayengi.Par yesa hua hi nahi.Korib 7 pm ho chuka tha.Par ye do usi ghar me hithi.Wo barish balki jyada hoti par rok ne koi chance nahi thi.Tabhi ye dono soche kya korenge ur bahar bhig te hue aage badhe.Par rasta raat ko. I stopped looking at my reflection and looked at the massive window that nearly took up my entire wall. I hope they dont have karaoke tonight. ~ Koady! Come on we are going my dad yelled at me as he walked to the door, I groaned. My parents were making me go to a stupid party, I have never like proper teenage parties let alone the parties my parents go to, which basically consisted of old people drinking, dancing and singing karaoke. I would have stayed home if I could, but it was my Uncle.