I drove to the diner where I eat every morning and asked for my usual breakfast to go. Grace came just as I was paying.“If I see your face within 10...00 feet of me I will swear out a stalking complaint against you. Do I make myself clear?”She just nodded and left.That didn’t work either. She somehow got a job with one of my best customers and he insisted that I come to a ‘welcome to the company family’ dinner. I walked in and Grace was smirking. I called my customer over and told him he needed to. So I reached for the errant strand of hair in her eyes, pushing it gently behind her ear."Thank you, again, Regina," I told her before resuming my seat in the chair."You are very welcome!" she replied happily. Then, with a sigh, she added, "I guess I'd better get going."I think I told her goodbye. I'd like to be able to say I thought of her fondly as she departed. But the truth was, I was in such a funk, I don't even remember her leaving.Catherine came bustling in a short time later, looking. I guess she was not expecting to nock her door after the morning’s incident. She asked me to come inside and made me sit on their couch. She took my bottle and asked whether I want hot water or a cold one. I asked for hot water as I was feeling bit cold too. She went into her kitchen and came back in few seconds and started talking to me.She- hi Kishan, I’m Madhavi. We just moved here from mysuru.We continued talking exchanging our information for quite some time. Although I was a creep looking. ... my companies effect economic crisis , my boss protect my job, he is 48 year old man ,4 week befeore he saw my wife in my office and he told me, you ara a luky man you got a beautiful arab hijab wife ,and i am realy like ur wife, iam realy wanna meet ur wife and dinner with her ,ididnt say nothin,because of my situation , he told me these words evey day , I know that boss have some kind of sexual fantasy , didn’t talk about my wife, after 1 week I pland , I know that agust 30th she wanna.