By the way... you don't look Italian at all... you look, well, Japanese!” he said and started laughing again when I put on a pout face.“I want to ...peak Italian, it would be cool.” I said “Wait... you said you wanted to ask dumb questions. Matthew these are good questions, not dumb ones. We are getting to know each other and these are fine.”“Okay... here is a dumb question... will you teach me?” he asked.“Teach you what? To speak Japanese?” I asked.“Yeah... and maybe Martial Arts too?” he added. After spreading feed out in the yard for the fowl I returned and stood and listened to the sounds of a great friend in Ben, and a great friend in my mom.I made some noise, "How are you doing, Mom? Hands tired yet?" I'm just about done with this one, Son. She gave a full bucket and almost another full one. She's a good producer. No wonder you have so much milk."While milking the other cow, Ben said, "I think both of these Jerseys think they are Holsteins because they were kept together. It is. After a couple of visits, Raadha asked Meena for a little more help with money. Later that night, Meena told me that Raadha needed little more money. I was completely fine with helping. The amount was very less and with this request, she would be able to pay all her debts. After that, her regular salary would be enough for them to survive.Meena also told me that Raadha even promised to pay back. I got angry on her and her elder sister and scolded Meena, “We are a family. If we don’t come to. She sat down and changed the TV channels over and over again. Her telephone rang and she jumped up and ran to answer it."Hello?" Ms. Wilkinson?" Asked a male voice."Yes?" This is Officer Danbury. You're friend Gabriel has been in a bad car accident."Amber gasped. "Is he... i-is he alive?" He is. He'll be sent to Mooreville Hospital, you know where that is?" Uh yes." Amber remembered since she had been there a few months ago."You did come by the police station the other night isn't that right?".