Then Mike had done the same thing; he was on the streets until he fell into the arms of the Salvation Army.They took him in, fed him, clothed him, and...found him a job, at the local hospital as an orderly.He enjoyed it and thought he would go far within it.He had managed to turn his life around, but had to give credit and thanks to the Sally Army.Her dad was sympathetic towards him, but there was always that nagging doubt, an edge, an unease that would always be there, when ever they were in. “The trials and joys of having a genius for a husband, he can fix anything, but damn does he leave a mess behind him.”Heading out to leave, Susan tapped her finger over her lower lip, thinking on what to make for dinner now that the crisis was over, but as soon as she reached the threshold of the door, a crash behind her snapped her attention around to find the device she brought in had fallen off the table and its container smashed open, leaving shards of glass everywhere.“DAMMIT Reed…” She. In my final year degree, once I went to their house during my holidays. I reached there in the afternoon. Uncle was out for his work and their son was in school. Aunty greeted me happily.We both had lunch together and then started the usual talk. I started watching TV. In the evening she gave me tea. Then she was doing the usual household works. I was wondering around her and talking to her. I never knew that there will be a surprise for me today.While talking to each other, she came close to. A warm, late-September evening. Carol and I were sitting on top of a picnic table near the reservoir, she in the center, her feet on the bench, and I behind her with my legs on either side of her as I massaged her shoulders. We didn’t know each other that well, but there had been a slow flirtation going on and we had somehow decided to take a walk together and wound up here. She was small and dark—her last name was Spanish-sounding—and her petite figure looked very girlish in what seemed.