I got her number and my only goal of life became to make her happy so that she’d recover from depression.Days passed very fast and so was our closen...ess. We started liking each other. Soon my 2nd Semister exam was over and I had to go to Mumbai to do it in a reputed org. and she did it at Delhi.The didtance increased our love and we were dying to meet each other! Once I came back from Mumbai, we met at college. We were taking all sorts of steps not to make our love story public.On one Delhi’s. Jesse told me of his days, the changing of the house during his time alone as he infected the whole building with his neatness. He painted his bedroom in a pale blue, a shade which I was sure would complement his eyes. His mother accepted our invitation to dinner and the date was set for Saturday week. He ate his meals standing up, excusing that he couldn't cook, but then baked brownies, muffins, cake to surprise his mum. He read the whole of 'Five Eleven Ninety Nine' an event neither of us. Hundreds. Woulda been a small fortune in film and development costs back in the day. Her with frizzy 80s hair, her with friends I didn’t recognize, sporting events, her during the college Grunge years - wearing combat boots and a flannel, etc.But one random photo out of this immense pile caught my eye. “Hello … what’s this?” I picked it up and showed it to my wife.“Oh shit! Gimme that!” And she made a lunge for it.I yanked it out of her reach and stood-up looking at it, mildly amazed. “This is. Damn girl you can go to your school, build your own restaurant and run it the way you please.“Well said, Margie.” We all jumped then turned to see Alex, Susan, Maylea and Evan standing at the end of the hall. “All of this is here to help make you happy and have a better life. We know that money alone can’t do that but it can help make life a little easier for you,” Evan told her as he walked over and put his arms around Kamea. Maylea told her, “Honey, you don’t have to go to college if you.