”“Well,” i said with admiration, “I’d have saved myself a lot of time by just asking you about it. All I’d add, I think, is that forgivene...s is more about the person forgiving than the person receiving it. You’ve seen bitterness blight the lives of victims’ families – this need for revenge and holding on to anger and rage for years.”“It’s hard to forgive and restore things if the person who’s offended you isn’t genuinely sorry and doesn’t want forgiveness,” Nicola added, nodding at my. The place was spotless, nothing to do in the evening except to clean and polish the place."It looks the same," she said looking about."Done the kitchen up last year," I said."Fuck this," she said, "lets go to bed."She had one of those wide bodies; the type your mother used to say was good for childbirth. Wide hips and wide shoulders but hardly an ounce of fat anywhere."We wasted two years so lets make up for it now," she giggled.It was like she had never been away, my hands found her skin just. Raat ke karib11 bjne ko aye the aur bahar barish bhi shuruho chuki thi aunty bache ko sulake bahar aa gayi.Me: bye aunty, mein chalta hoonAunty: are beta itni barish mein ghar kere jaoge?Me:mein manage krlunga auntyji, aap fikr mat kijiyeAunty: nahi aaj raat tum yahi so jaaoMe: nahi aunty mein apko taklif nhi dena chata hoonAunty: nhi beta isme taklif kaisi, par barish mein bhikar tum bimar pad jaogeMe: thik hein mein ghar par inform krta hoonMeime ghar par bata diya aur mein hall mein aunty ke. Building materials were everywhere, as well as boxes with tools, stacks of wallpaper, and all sorts of screws, nails, and other small things. No one was here, and she must have known, for didn't even look for any possible intruders and took me straight through another door made of plastic, curtain-like things. This room was emptier. It had a massive wall with a gigantic door that opened upwards - I assumed it did so when trucks arrived to drop off their load. On the other side stood a large.