There’s Baby’s heart, see it?”I did. A little heart, beating fast. Thumping, probably as fast as mine was.“Looks like the heart rate is steady... The measurement reads 149 beats per minute, which is completely normal. Let’s take a look at Baby. See the ribcage there? Hands, arms, spine. You can make out the brain anatomy here. And the legs! Look at them move.”I was silent.“There’s where the cord is inserting into Baby’s tummy. Now, I’ll take some measurements.”I watched the technician as she. Lol!We reached Nashik and Sonu called Uncle and said that 2 girls are with us so to make some arrangement . Uncle was a Manager in Rama Inn’s hotel in Nashik and the hotel was under renovation so there was hardly anyone except the watchman and sweeper. We were having dinner and it was late night 10pm and the girls were getting late so Sonu said let them stay here tonight and they will go in the morning my Uncle said it was okay. Anjali was a nice girl but Kalpana was very Chalu type girl and. Did you know him?" I'm sorry, but the name doesn't ring a bell." The older woman said. "It was a very long time ago after all." I guess so." Jack said. "I'm sure if you'd known him you'd remember. He was a musician. My dad told me he was quite a character. Always getting into some kind of trouble or another. I met him a few times a couple of years ago. That really set off grandma. I can still hear her going on about what a good for nothing he was. Then, when he got me a tattoo for my 16th. She was holding something in herhands: a white piece of cloth, marked with symbols and lines. Melissawasn't sure what it was for, and she took an uncertain step back fromthe girl.The lamia only tilted her head to the side, though, as if confused."What do you mean what am I doing here? I'm here to take yourmeasurements, so mom can try and get through that emergency order onyour wardrobe." Emergency order...?" Melissa asked, numbly.The lamia nodded, firmly. "Yeah. Ten pairs of trousers, ten.