"Wait, wait. This is not the road to my house." Celine's croaky voice interjected Jared's and I little discussion. "I'm sorry but there is an emergency. We won't be able to drop you off. We'll go to my place. Don't worry, I'll drive you home later." I promised her.

"But I need to have a bath and change my clothes. I've been wearing these for the past few days." Her tone had gone ever lower.

I turned around to give her an observing once-over. "You and me should be about same height and weight. ...