Halfway through Ravi gave Naveen certain instructions on what needs to be done to the pipes and said he will go down to check the pipes in the kitchen...and backyard. Naveen nodded and continued his work as per his uncle’s instruction. However, some funny noise from downstairs disrupted him and Naveen was curious about what that noise might be. Familiar voices talking or rather arguing something very softly, but couldn’t escape Naveen’s sharp ears. Naveen quietly walked out of the room and went. I love you, Kori, more than I can ever really say. You’ve given me so much?which is precisely why I can’t let you die with me. I love you; the last thing I ever want to do is cause your death. You’re simply amazing; I have never understood how you can do all the things you do, and you’re far too precious to me to die for no reason. You’ve barely begun your life – you’re only twenty four – and you have so much ahead of you?I will not let you die with me, you deserve so much more. Besides,?. She watched them with great interest, wondering just what they’d been up to. She was pretty sure they were stoned rather than drunk, they were moving kind of slow and smooth, they were giggling and bright eyed. Well at least they were having fun, she could tell that nothing bad had happened. Christina was a good girl, she had a good heart, but she was just so damn eager to grow up and get out into the world. She wanted to live, okay, that was understandable, but she was so innocent, despite her. "Jesus, Frank! You ever seen anything like that before?"Deputy Sheriff Oswald "Ozzie" Buttars and his partner stared up at the massive trunk of a ponderosa pine on the high edge of the cut bank above the road."No, I never did, Ozzie, and you know damn well I didn't," Frank answered. "Closest thing to this I ever heard of was that gay kid that got tortured and hung up naked on that fence in Wyoming some years ago. As bad as that was, I don't think it was anything like this!" Oh, damn ... I.