She came back 20 minutes later ready to go.“Your car or mine?” Holly asked“Um mine I’ll drive” Hadley replied with a smile, Holly looked at ...her weirdly “What?” she asked self-consciously staring at Holly“You seem weird…like overly happy” she said raising her eyebrow at Hadley.“You’re being silly, come on lets go” Hadley said as she began walking towards her car.At 11 a.m. they had looked at about 12 different apartments some nice and some not so… uh nice. They were beginning to think it was. Was I happy? Does the Pope shit in the woods? Is a Bear Catholic? Yes, that is how happy, but confused I was.The reason for my newfound “stud-lyness” was given to me by JoAnne, a retired schoolteacher who worked at the convenience store where I got my coffee each morning.JoAnne was big rawboned, chain-smoking lady who did not give a damn about anyone’s opinion. JoAnne could crack wise with any of the customers from construction workers to Bank Presidents, and had a loyal following at the store.. I left her in 2 minutes and she went to kitchen to prepare tea and breakfast. I also went behind her and started making tea.I told Saroj that she should start the initial preparations for lunch and I will make the tea. She made pova for breakfast and I prepared tea. Within 15-20 minutes, breakfast and tea was ready and then we had our breakfast and tea. We feed each other a few spoons and once the breakfast is finished, she told me to go for the bath and in the meantime, she will start cooking. "Just a back pack." In that case," said Big Mike, throwing his leg over his bike, "get on ... and no screaming. Just close your eyes and enjoy the ride."Carla climbed on and tried wrapping her arms around the huge biker but had to settle for grabbing his shoulders. She wasn't a tiny girl, but clinging to Big Mike's back she looked like a kindergartener's teddy-bear back pack on a sixth grader."Meet us at the cemetery, I'll be there as soon as I can." She managed to say just before the ominous.