The kettle whistled just about the same time the front door opened. Andthat's why Lynn never heard her father coming in.*****John Lee had had a few?mo...re than a few. He'd swallowed seven straightshots, tipping his head back, throwing the whiskey into his throat,telling the bar tender to hit him again and again. Truth was he washammered. So what? Who cared? Nothing really mattered any more.Everything was shit.Hearing the sound of the kettle, he realized that someone was in thehouse.Well, it. A couple of years later, he died and I grieved forhim for a while.Then I got married and settled down. I started to raisea family and forgot all about a K9. This changed aftera couple of years as the kids wanted a dog for a pet. Iwas the one who picked out another big Lab, naming himEnzo . Of course, I thought back to my younger daysand all the fun I had as I selected the big lab for thekids. I also had an alterative motive in selecting abig, male lab. *One day when my kids were at school and. I placed a hand on her face, kissed her, and said, “I love you, Deepti.”I had never called her ‘Deepti’ as I always addressed her as ‘Didi’ or ‘Deepti Didi.’ But today, I called her by her name.She then proposed, “Let’s go out somewhere. Let’s go to Saket or Priyas. We’ll do some shopping, have lunch somewhere, or maybe watch a movie. We’ll just decide when we get there.” (There were no malls at that time in Delhi).I could sense that she is probably in the mood to celebrate. She was genuinely. No judgment as to looks, wealth, background, Etc. Simply being with another guy for each other’s pleasure and nothing more. What ever it was it was burned into my memory and was all I thought about. The next morning I woke up with a hard on and immediately thought about what had happened the night before. Fueled with my newfound desire I decided to stop back after work the following day. Got there about 8PM and took my time to take in what was happening. I pretended to look at videos on display.