“Please?” he says, tilting my chin up so now I’m forced to look into those eyes. My heart races faster, my face and ears burning. I don’t know...why he makes me feel like this. I kiss his nose in response, accepting the invitation. I don’t want to at all, but I do. What happens next is he gets up from the sofa to fetch that little something from his bedroom drawer. A shiver runs down my back as he turns around and before I know it, we’re having another staring contest. I am trying hard not to. Had she lost control of herself that day, and now felt so bad that she didn't even want to see me? If that was true, why wouldn't she just tell me to quit showing up, that my debt was paid? It was obvious that females were still very mysterious to me.The next week I showed up with low expectations. Just do your penance and go home, I had decided. But there was yet another side of Judy waiting for me that day. She met me at the door, smiling and acting like she was very glad to see me. It was. ” I said, “Don’t make fun of me Rajeev.I know I’m not one of the best looking guys around”. To which he said, “Who said anything about being a guy. You have to be the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”. I was shocked, “Oh Come on Rajeev. Stop kidding around.” Rajeev – Honestly Rohit. I’m telling you the truth. I’ve been dying to take you in my arms and treat you like you really should be treated.” I was speechless.All that I wanted was gradually unfolding before me. Seeing my silence, Rajeev. Then she opened the lid of the casket, climbed in, and lay down. Her first thoughts were that this was just too bizarre, even though she loved Bill dearly. But as she lay there, listening to the soft funeral music, smelling the flowers, feeling the cool smooth satin all around, she began to feel so beautiful. "This isn't so bad" she thought to herself.Bill arrived home. Inside the door was a large poster. "Happy Birthday Bill, follow the arrows to your heart's desire." A series of paper arrows.