The radio, which is always on in Tricia’s car, didn’t come on. She looked at it puzzled, but before what was wrong dawned on her, she reached the ...exit. When the car before her handed the woman in the booth a ticket, she groaned aloud, remembering only then that her ticket was in her locker at work, waiting to be validated. There was no damned way she was going back, maybe not ever, certainly not today. Tricia opened her wallet, found the ‘lost ticket’ money she’d stashed just in case this. I was actually amazed.Akash came up to me within a few moments and we too greeted each other. I learned that Akash’s father was mostly on tour for business purpose and currently was in Delhi and we would meet only once we returned from Kanyakumari.The next hour was spent in catching up and it was 7:30 pm by the time I was shown into the guest room. Akash had to go out for an hour to get a few things we needed to carry during our ride the next day. I got freshened up and went out to the living. After a while we got out and she when home.I went over to Patty's the next day to tell her that I was sorry and she said it is okay but that she was just too good of friends with Amy to do that with me. She was wearing sweet pants and sweet shirt but she still got me going I had on jeans no underwear and a tight T shirt. She asked me to help her hang new blinds in her master bath. I went and got my screw gun and some other tools. I got back and she climbed up on a stool to put the screws in. I could wait till morning when they opened,which was about 8 hours.I could always try and walk home which is a good 15 miles.As i was contemplating on what to do i heard footsteps.As i was contemplating on what to do I heard footsteps."It's the alternator" I looked up at the sound of that sweet innocent voice and i saw a girl who stood about 5'4 with long tangly brown hair and blue eyes.She was wearing a a bulky pull over sweater,with flip flops and a pair of baggy pants,with a backpack thrown.