Would they still love her, almost idolize her, if they knew? *************** The new term always starts on 1st August. Nidhi arrived at the hostel one...day before, a Sunday. She came with her family- her parents and her brother- and suitcases filled to bursting with her clothes and beddings and all the other paraphernalia which everyone knows will never be used, but is nevertheless brought along as a matter of habit. Walking in through the hostel gate, Nidhi could feel the butterflies in her. Besides doing the required and her optional shopping she was spending quite a bit of time at the country club. Using the exercise equipment in the workout room and then jogging on the path that was alongside the golf course were becoming addictive habits for her.One night at dinner she said that she had been talking to Connie an assistant club manager about the ad that was placed for a physical therapist. Connie said that so far there were no applicants. When Connie found out about Sandi’s. Mr. Diamond sat in front so we could talk in relative privacy. We read the instructions together. Nothing too special- daily showers with a soap and shampoo they provided, and a simple diet with some supplements they provided as well. There was a ‘no sex’ comment that bothered me, but we were stuck nonetheless. Mr. Diamond shook her hand (ignoring me almost totally, as he had since he first met her, shaming me further) and thanked her for her participation. He reminded her that he would be. David was leaning against his car, his cell phone in hand, just ending what appeared to be an animated conversation.“Good morning Peter. Are you ready for the next phase of your tour of the Holy Land? I have a friend, another tour guide; the day after tomorrow we’re going to join him and his group in the “Old City” on their procession along the Via Dolorosa to the Church of the Holy Sepulcher.”“That sounds wonderful, David. I can’t wait.”“In the meantime, let’s get going; we have a long trip.