“But, Daddy, you said you’d handle it.”“I think, when it comes to handling a matter, some countries have vastly more experience ... and far le...s conscience in doing so.”“But Daddy ... who shall escort me to the Prom?” She loved her older brother ... more than her daddy suspected. He had promised, cross my heart and hope to die, to escort her to her Junior Prom.“We’ll work something out.”“Thank you, Daddy.”The bubbly teen kissed her father on his forehead ... leaving a bright red lipstick. The overpowering smell hit us as I unlocked the door and opened it. Unwashed dishes, dirty clothes, and open food containers each added their own essence to the general miasma."Whew!" Lisa said while holding her nose, "This place stinks Larry!"Her older sister quickly covered her mouth. "You were right about earning our keep Larry! Single men need to be put in a hotel or some place where they can be looked after!" I'm sorry girls, I really meant to straighten up before I left for school, but. Not being able to callthat no good boy of her and tell him that he had some explaining to dowas as fair as a carnival game. She had to wait until she gotpermission from her dad. He was at work and she was not going tochance having him say no or being upset about her bothering him aboutsomething minor. He has finally been opening up to seeing Lori as whoshe wanted to be, a good person.The vulnerable girl was not going to open herself up for more pain anddisappointment. Losing her dad's newfound. ” Amit chupchap guestroom giye porte boslo. Dudin pore Amit oarikhha sesh hoe gelo. Parikkha diye Amit kintu theek satisfied noye. Mamababu ta sune Amitr opor khub rag karlen. Mamabau amar ma ke bollen, “Shyama. Ki kori bol toe? Pora shuno korey naa.” Er por teen din chuti aar barite khoob hattogol. Mamababu aar ma dujone balcony te bose purono diner katha bolchilo aar hansa hansee korchilo. Ami takhon guest roome giye Muntu ke amar ghore niye aslam aar amra galpo shuru kore dilam. Shuru shuru.