It was a lovely Friday evening when our mom told us that we had our Club Meeting at 6. Kannan and I made faces at each other as we were being made party-ready to attend that month's Club meeting. Amma was adorned in a beautiful maroon Sari which she had washed, ironed, and tried-in-front-of-the-Mirror a million times. Achan took out the topmost shirt from his drawer to wear for the meeting. We walked into the Hotel Ballroom which was booked for the evening. Amma walked over to where the other Aunties stood, all dressed in beautiful Sarees, while Kannan and I made our way to the Food counters as was our usual task at the start of every Club Meeting. We would take in the smell of the food, look at the time required to wait to grab it, and vanish from there when Amma gave us the "stare". On that particular evening, the meeting president walked over to Achan who seemed to be having a swell time with his friends and spoke something to him. Achan's expression changed. ...