" he whispered, "...are you OK?" It's Grandma" she sobbed. Jason was confused. Why was she upset aboutGrandma now?Grandma had been dead for at least t...o years. She died on afamily holiday to Majorca, and she had been buried in a beautifulhillside cemetery with little fuss. The only mourners were her friendsand fans from the cabaret bar on the seafront. The trip to Majorca hadbeen arranged as a reunion of her old friends from the supper clubs andnightspots of 70's London, when Grandma had been. At this moment i really needed to go to the wash room. We entered the room i said i can go by my own. I went to washroom and was just able to clean myself and i was totally wasted. I could not see anything i could not walk properly. Then i came out and say boss sitting on the bed. He came and gave me assistance and took me to the bed. I was sitting holding my head and the boss took his hand on my shoulder. I asked him to plz leave me home. He said ok u relax tell me watz the matter. And then he. "It's Michael, is that you Vanessa?" Vanessa quickly looked through the spyhole in the hotel door. There was a big black guy standing there. She smiled to herself and opened the door. As the door opened Michael grinned at her. "Wow, girl you look amazing. I brought some friends, are you going to let us in so we can all get to know each other a bit better?" Vanessa looked past Michael and initially counted nine other tall black guys standing there with their mouths wide open. "Sorry, Michael,. . Nichelle...” She looked at him with a glassy stare. “Are you all right?”“Need to clear my head...” She took a step, stumbled and fell to the ground.Kit helped her up. “You’re out of it,” he remarked, “what have you been drinking? Come on -- I’ll walk you back to Whalen.” He supported her as they walked. “That’s it -- one foot in front of the other...”They reached the lobby of her dorm and approached the door leading to the residence wings. “Do you have your ID?” Kit asked.“Uhh...” Nichelle.