Glancing at the clock in the bathroom I notice that I have less than 10 minutes now till your arrival. My legs still a little shaky I head for the be...room. Quickly pulling my jeans on along with a t shirt my back pack is already packed with the necessities of hiking, and some luxuries too. Without any more hesitation I head out the door, feeling the front of my jeans pull tight around my new toy as I walk down the stairs to meet you on the street level. As I open the door the brightness of. Uncertainty caused me to pull out of his embrace, to look into the fiery depths of his caramel eyes. His eyes smouldered with the same intensity I had seen only once before. His hand rose to the nape of my neck as if on its own accord while the other hand lingered at the small of my back. The heat from his hands seeped into my bare skin warming me to the core and removing every last bit of remaining fear. He slowly leaned in, his breath warm on my face. He smelled like peppermint, cinnamon and. There were five persons in this bungalow. Sahib, her wife, two son and one daughter. Sahib was an aged person of 60 but his wife whom we called Begamsab was in her 25. His both sons were studying in college, while his daughter in high school.I was taken my matriculation exams when my father became ill and the result was that, that he became disabled. Even now he could not move. The family where my father was working helped us very much but till how? There was no any one to earn for the family. Nor so much knowledge to put onto sheets. ‘Follow me,’ instructed the librarian, as if Zoa would even dream of doing anything else. ‘You have come to learn of the spiders.’ ‘I have come to learn how to kill a spider with mind,’ corrected Zoa. Intellectual property of Nanna Marker. ‘As I said,’ insisted the librarian. ‘Spiders, not spider-beasts. It has been seventy years since last a spider went on a killing spree within the Empire.’ Zoa gawked at the librarian. ‘It has happened before?’ she.