She was sitting there, playing with her blouse, whereas he was sitting nearby, looking dejected. She heaved a deep sigh. They had drawn apart for a few years. He had taken a prostitute home in spite of her presence in the house. She no longer loved or respected him. She heaved a sigh again, paying no heed to his seeing that whore off. She went into the house, straight into the kitchen. She washed her hands and cried by herself, feeling humiliated because he had intentionally hurt her. Then she had a long conversation with C, who was really surprised at her very quick decision. She told C she would arrange necessary things as quick as possible for their journey. She also spent some time searching on the Internet to find where Khau Vai was. It was where she met her lover for only one day and one night a year on the 27th of Lunar March. *** In the end of the day, C waited for her at the bus station in the early morning. “I could not sleep, just expecting you”. She tried to hide her emotions and followed him. The road was rugged and bumpy. When they came to a wine shop on the way to Khau Vai, C asked her to leave things on the motorbike and dropped in the shop for a rest. Only corn wine was served there. A lot of C’s friends were there. They greeted each other. “You are very gutsy, C….