Where did you/I keep/forget/lose it? Mr. Winston was in a hurry that afternoon, for his well-earned vacation was just around the corner...err, hours of driving away. For this trip, he had prepared and dreamed of for days...and was excited to do absolutely nothing. "That's what a vacation is!", he used to say. That afternoon, he had gone along with his son, Harry, to the hair cut salon across the street. His wife had specifically told him to go with a quick cut and get home fast, as the journey to the villa was a long road trip. Nonetheless, Mr. Winston couldn't say no to the relaxing head massage. In about an hour, Mr. Winston was done, so was his son, and he pulled out his phone to see five missed calls and seven angry messages from his wife. He trembled and proceeded to scan the payment code of the salon. But, to his surprise, it said that the account he was paying to was invalid. A little afraid, and a little confused, he showed the message to the...
by Armaan Kothare