Next Day,
I went to Mister Sparton's Office, he was wearing a black taylor coat and a black hat. He was looking very handsome. I guess he's between 28-30, a smart and unmarried man.
"Hello Mister Sparton."
"Oh! Hello Mister Clint, hope you have brought some good news for me."
"Are you married sir?"
"Not yet, I've been waiting for a girl a like you since a long time" saying this he walks towards me and hold my waist.
"What...what are you doing sir?" I questioned and my cheeks becomes red.
"It's only you who can complete my life" and saying this he bites on my lips and I cried out...
"Clint?...Clint?... Are you okay?"
I opened my eyes and, alas! It's a daydream. Though it breaks my heart but it's okay.
"Yes sir, I'm okay" I replied.
"So what did you get there?" he questioned.
"I have find a man who might know about this Clara."
"Good, so fix my meeting with him in the office."
"It is impossible sir. He is a wanted criminal and he will never be ready to meet any officials."
"Then, how will we get the information?"
"You have to go to that liquor shop with me."
"Are you crazy? You know that I can't go there. They will kill me this time."
"He will come there tonight. Now it is all upto you whether you want to know about Clara or not."
"I want to know about her but it's quiet impossible."
"Be there by 7'o clock, I'll be waiting for you there."
"How will I enter into that shop?"
"Don't worry about that, I'll parcel you the idea."
"Parcel?"
In the Liquor Shop,
"I can't believe this is what you meant by parceling the idea."
"But why? What's the problem with this? You are looking gorgeous and those curly hairs suits you."
"What do you mean? I am unable to walk in this dress and these leg paining heels...
"So what? Think about those women who have to wear these. Have you ever thought about them? You all men are all alike, always complaining."
"Aren't you a man Mister Clint?"
"Ofcourse I am a man but right now you are dressed like a young lady, so behave like that otherwise we will be caught."
And we entered into the shop, an old wooden shop but still young. The smell of sweet vine in the atmosphere, light of the candles in the surrounding and the sound of that slow music, yes it was perfect.
"Where's that man?" he whispered into my ears.
"He might have not come yet. We have to wait. Let's sit there" I answered.
"Fine, I am unable to stand in these heels."
We moved towards the counter and sit there, waiting for him.
Mister Sparton ordered a glass of cyder for him.
"You really drink alcohol" I asked.
"Is there any problem in this? It's the flavoured one. I like it."
"Okay, then bring me a grape vine" I ordered in the counter.
"I am feeling very uncomfortable in this dress" he whispered.
"But why? It's completely fit for you and you're looking gorgeous too."
"No, I mean look around us, everyone is gazing at me."
Suddenly two men comes into the counter and stand besides Mister Sparton.
"How are you dear? Where have you been for so long time?" one man said.
"Look at those red lips" the other man said.
Poor Mister Sparton, I felt sorry for him. His cheeks turned completely red. But it was a very interesting scene. The one man picked Mister Sparton's hand and took him to the dance floor and started dancing around him. But it was not their fault, Mister Sparton was really looking very beautiful in that red dress.
One man moves his hands around Mister Sparton's lips and then his face and then suddenly moved his hands towards his hips and BLASSS!
Mister Sparton slapped on his face and then punches on his stomach till he fell down on the ground.
I ran towards him and...
"Okay, enough dancing. You must have been tired dear. Let's take some rest" I said and bring Mister Sparton to the counter.
He again started drinking his cyder after sitting comfortably.
That was a very horrible moment, all the eyes were on us in amazement. But after few minutes everything was normal except for Mister Sparton's temper. He was very angry and was about to shout at me but suddenly he came and sat beside Mister Sparton.