After climbing it twice, this balcony feels like home. I land over the railing with a thump. But there are voices coming from her room. My buddy, Kipper, starts barking. He knows I’m here. Good boy. I miss him. But voices don’t stop. There’s laughter, a lot of it. I frown. When I talked to her in the evening, she didn’t tell me about a party. Did she?
I try to peep inside through the curtains that are drawn. There’s someone else in the room. s**t! I should have called her first.
I text her.
Vikram: I miss Kipper.
She replies after a few minutes.
Mishti: Aww… What about me?
Vikram: I don’t miss you.
Mishti: Haw.
Vikram: Because I can see you right now.
The door of the balcony opens, and she cries out, “Vikram! You came.” And she pulls me in a hug.
Wow!
“There’s someone in your ro
