Aik din hamare yahan pados ki aik aunty aye sath aik 38/40 saal ki aunty aur aik ladki jiski umar koi 18/19 saal hogi wo aurat aunty ki relative lagti...thi us ki divorce ho gayi thi aur wo kahin bahar kaam karti thi is liye apni beti ko aisi jagah chodna chati jahan wo kaam bhi kar le aur reh bi le mummy ne hami bhar li kyonki aunti se hamare relation achchai the ladki ka naam parveen tha gora rang, kachche bhari nokile ubhar the, aur bahut khubsurat thi per anjaan hone ki wajhe se dari sehmi. Peter was supposed to be a boy, but every time he was played in a film or on stage it was a girl who played the part. Kind of made me think I could be Wendy's Peter Pan.The stylist was perplexed with our request for the hair and I explained to her about the kids who lost their own during cancer treatments. She thought it was a great idea and asked if I would forward her information on it. She had lost a cousin to cancer and said that anyone donating their hair for such a worthy cause would have. “We got all that covered. We just let God take care of it.“See, we just call this a lagoon. Sounds all lush and tropical, impresses the tourists. But what it is, or used to be, is a harbor, a marina. That’s what it was when I bought the place; you can still see a few of the old pilings out there, you look hard enough.”She stared out into the water, and sure enough one or two were visible just beneath the surface.“How did—?” she started.“How come, you mean?” he interrupted her. “Well, that’s. One of the last nights I spent in her house, she said: Ophelia, in thelast two months you have returned my son to life. You will always be hissecond mother and my friend, and I will always be thankful to Heaven forwhat you have done to him, for the tender love and care you have fed himwith. We hugged like sisters and I kept crying, tears of infinite joy. Asthe time to part was getting nigh, she asked me to sleep the last fewnights with him in my bed.The next day, while I was alone in my room, I.