‘No ‘have a safe trip’ or ‘call me when you get there’ or ‘I love you’?’ ‘W-what did you say? Dammit Kai you made me miss the penal...ty call.’ Kai didn’t even say anything as she walked blindly out of the door. Once inside her car, she let the frustrating tears burn her smooth brown sugar colored cheeks. ‘And to think I was feeling bad about going to meet him.’ she muttered, as she sped away. ‘Grace I’m gonna go see my mom. You wanna go?’ ‘Oh hells no. You can have that, I’ll stay here with. I am Deepti, 29 year old married lady, live in Pitampura, New Delhi. It’s been 4 years since I got married. I have one child. My husband’s name is Aditya, he is an industrialist and have his industry in Delhi only. He is a nice but remains busy with his meetings, clients etc. He is very good looking and great in bed. But due to work load he comes late at night and sometimes remains out of town. Our family consist of my Father-in-law, my husband, me and my son. We are rich enough by God’s grace.. What he wondered was that little sweetheart doing right now? Sitting in the shade of her porch no doubt with an iced drink in her hand, wearing one of those filmy dresses that revealed as much as it concealed. The pleasure of anticipation pulsed in him, its beat in syncopation now with other pulses, rhythmic thuds and thumps punctuating the music from a piano. The sounds swelled from the cottage on his right, drawing him up onto the porch. The door stood open inviting him into the clear crisp. He sank to his knees as tears leaked from his eyes.Most people think that growing up is a slow and unsteady process,especially for boys. The juvenile brain lags behind the changes of thebody until finally the twain meet to produce another balanced specimenof adulthood.Maybe they're right, as far as usual processes could ever be applied tothe bizarre world of Norton's Academy. And if they were right, thatexact moment must have arrived for Lucian Gaines when he saw the foodoutside his door. It.