SARAFINA.

    "Dinner, Dinner, Dinner...." Pooja sang as she changed her dress while I just sat staring at her, wondering how I am going to get myself out of the trouble my stupid leg and mouth has put me in.

    "Arrgh" I groaned out loud. Pooja turned to me with a questioning gaze.

    "Are you okay?" She asked. I grinned widely.

    "I'm perfectly and terrifically fine" I answered, she eyed me suspiciously and sat down.

    "What are you not telling me?"

    "What?" I feigned ignorance. "I have no idea what you are talking about, let's go for dinner the others are long gone already"

    "You are crazy if you think I...