Tonight would be the best night to do it.”“You are in trouble with the law?”“Why are you asking?”“You said you were doing ‘community ser...vice’.”Paul laughed and said, “Oh, that’s what I call it when I go and help out at the parish with their bingo game.”She laughed and at the same time seemed a little relieved to hear his explanation.“Going to dinner would be nice, what time will you pick me up?”“Six at the motel.”Paul walked into the lobby of the motel promptly at six, and found Stacy waiting. Mat was asked to drop by the marshal's office the next day to take care of some paperwork. Of course, Mat agreed. Mat was ushered to the town's hotel where he was put up at the expense of the grateful stage line. He was then invited out to celebrate his grand victory; the celebration lasted far into the night and Mat was poured into bed by his new friends.By the next afternoon, Mat had recovered enough from his hangover to visit the marshal's office. Marshal Ben Jackson was amused by Mat's. To me, shedding tears while being happy meant more. I woke up and made myself ready to make breakfast. I went to the kitchen but he was there, cooking. I don’t know how horrified I looked because it made him really scared. He quickly ran to me and said, ‘Ghauri, are you fine?’ and his voice was filled with worries. ‘Why are you cooking?’ I said with a low voice. He seemed lost. And finally he realized what I meant. ‘Ghauri, look at me. I like cooking, okay? You can cook when you like and so. “Baby, I thought she hung on to your every word. Even if I wanted to add something to the conversation, I couldn’t have because she wouldn’t have noticed that I was even there. It’s the movie thing, Honey. People think what you do at the studio is glamorous and exciting. They don’t realize that we have jobs just like everyone else. And that makes you special in her eyes.”Abby couldn’t let it go. “But do you think she really liked ME? Set aside that we work for a movie studio. Do you think we.