She was appearing to be of the same age as my aunt. But was much more beautiful than her. My aunt introduced her, “This is Renuka, the friend I was ...talking about in the morning.”Renuka was very fair, also with long hair. She was wearing a white saree with golden border, which was adding to her beauty. “Hi Akash, I have come to see you. Won’t you welcome me?” she said with a sweet smile. I said, “Hi.” Soon we had our dinner.The three of them helped me have the dinner as I was injured and my hand. ”Allison was far from sure that she did understand but had no chance to respond before June Calloway continued.“I suggest that we meet. How are you for the South Bank? Do you know the restaurant at Tate Modern? How about 6 o’clock?”Allison had expected a phone conversation more than an invitation to a dinner meeting but found herself bowled along by June’s breezy manner. “Err, yes. That’s fine. Should we book?” Allison tried to regain control of the conversation. “I think it gets quite. I couldn't figure out how to ask why she'd stopped my hand though. I resolved to talk to Tamara about it, after seeing how Billy was doing, of course.When Thursday arrived, Billy was doing great."Any problems with Jesse?" I asked when we were sitting in his room before dinner, starting to put together some MechWarriors for a battle."Nope!" he proudly exclaimed. "He left me alone all week! Ralph and Ed too!" That's good!" I affirmed."Yeah! And yesterday, after school, we followed him!" What?" I. By touching, I mean Kat touched my shoulder, and then Hannah poked me with a finger. Caitlin gripped my upper arm with that grip moms use on errant little boys, when they’re dragging them to wherever punishment will be dealt out. Both were scared, or worried or whatever it was, and both were flushed, and I just couldn’t stop laughing.But the Anderson women were troopers. They’d have made good thespians, because not only were they good actors, they also ascribed to “the show must go on” theory.