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The phone was ringing, piercing the silence. The silence which had grown since the morning. All morning she was thinking, whether what he had said at night was true? She was on the bed alone. He might have left in the night, she thought, she was n't sure. She had just met him, had a great evening and a even more wonderful night. He was a great storyteller, but she didn ’ t mind his lie. She had share of liars and charlatans, but something was different about him. His stories made her smile. She had forgotten she could smile, life as she had known was devoid anything worth smiling. She had smiled a lot that was her job, but with him everything was a bit more beautiful, a bit more worthwhile. The ringing continued, `` *For god's sake, hold your horses, I'm picking up. *'' She picked the call, only thing she could hear was sobbing. `` *Please will you help me, I do n't know anyone else here. *'' he said crying. `` *I have killed someone. *'' 
 
 Her head was swimming as she was travelling down the road. She took the address and called a cab. As she was sitting in the cab going on the freeway, her head went back to the time they had yesterday evening. She had a date which hadn ’ t gone well, she was stood up. She was waiting for her date when she saw him across the bar. He was poring at the drink in his hand as if he was searching for some answers in it. His eyes had a sadness which encompassed the whole world. 
 
 Suddenly he looked up and their eyes met. He gave a tentative smile and she smiled back at him. She didn ’ t know or was even interested to understand what came over her as he got up from his seat and started towards her. She couldn ’ t take her eyes away from him. She didn ’ t know what she would say to him neither was she thinking straight. Maybe it was her loneliness maybe it was the drink, but something about this felt right. She didn ’ t understand what was that gave it away that she was in need of some company. She broke off the eye contact and saw at her drink. 
 
 “ *Is this seat taken* ” he said. 
 
 She just shook her head, she could n't trust herself to talk. She had her share of guys, but there was something different about him. Maybe it was the way he seemed to walk, the way he looked at her. His bright smile which took away all her disappointment about the night. He sat down and introduced himself. He was an out of towner, here on a business trip. His day was also disappointment, his trip was for naught. He was very free in sharing, and they talked till the bar closed. He was staying at the hotel down the street. 
 
 The last thing she remembered about the night was him whispering in her ears, “ *Never stop smiling, it is the rain after a long summer, it is the warm sun on a cold winter morning. I wish to see you smile for the rest of my life. * ” 
 
 She could n't understand why was she going, what was the reason that she trusted him when everything pointed at him being a criminal. She could n't understand anything he said, but he was being framed. Or so he was saying, but she trusted him. It was difficult to understand the reason for this trust, but she went. What she saw as she arrived changed her whole life.
