”We both stood up and shook hands. A flash told me that Clara took a picture.“Principal McGowan, I want to have professional looking costumes for ...LES MISÉRABLES, not handmade. There are costume houses to get them from, but my research has come up empty.”“We will look into that the first of next year. Consider it done and paid for.”“Thank you for being there last Saturday. I considered asking you, but I am always asking you this and that. You and Clara were a marvelous audience.”“My pleasure,. I was twenty one so it didn’t matter but I still didn’t want to chance anything. The backyard was clear so I walked onto the street and called a friend. It didn’t take me long to find a ride and another party, but nothing that followed compared with Kim. The next day I was dragged awake as the clattering of dishes in the kitchen woke me from my slumber. I rose slowly and looked around, my phone caught my attention and the first thing I did was begin looking through my text messages,. We landed at international airport Delhi at around midnight. Took the cab and was proceeding towards home at charmswood surajkund at Delhi-fbd border. It’s an approx 1 hr plus long drive. As soon as I left the airport, I got a thanks message for Holi wishes from Amisha. I was wondering, she replied after almost 7-8 days. I immediately replied that “Its never too late to acknowledge, I appreciate “. And then started the series of conversations. From discussions, I could make out that she had. But fuck, those eyes almost sent her to her knees. Jack had the mind of a six year old. He wanted so badly to believe that these young men who had bruised and bloodied him were just playing some good old natured rough and tumble boys game. But he had just enough intelligence to be having a hard time swallowing his own lie. And a part of him was trying to batter through and taunt him with the truth. To crow that to these young men of power and wealth and unlimited possibilities he was nothing.