The bagshe?d pulled the awful outfit out of was slung over her shoulder. Iguessed it must have been her purse because she dug out her car keys andsaid... "Okay, this way to the garage," she motioned for me to follow her.Inside the garage I noticed that it was quite warm. I realized I?d neverasked what the climate was like here. If it was like it was when I lefthome I was not nearly dressed enough. "What temperature is it outsidetoday?" I asked."High is eighty?" she told me."Ahhh.... Sooo much. Meri behan ke sath hi wo school jati thi. uska chehra mujhe jabbhi yaad aata hai, mera lauda khada fanfana uthta hai. kahani kuch aisi hai ki main use roz subah sham patane ki firak me laga rehta tha par wo pat nahi rahi thi. bahut koshish ki maine use patane ki yaha tak kimain apni behan ko school chhodne ke bahane se uske sath school tak jata tha. aur ek din meri mehnat rang layi aur wo mujhe notice karne lagi.ab wo khud subahschool jate time mujhe bula liya karti thi or main bhi apne college. The taxi had left him with his luggage after a three hours ride in Germany's mountains, in a secluded valley only accessible from three way point, that the driver had called The Pussy, The Mouth, and The Asshole.The door finally opened to show an old portly man, in a classic black butler livery.-Mr Dickens, sir? We were waiting for you, herr Schmidt is already here, he told frau Von Grossendicken that you were coming. My name is Gunther, I've been servicing your family for 35 years.-Pleased to. Victoria often thought of strangling the life out of her but knew she didn't have in her to kill Camille.Tired, she climbed under the covers and went to sleep. Her last thought before sleeping was, as always, Josh. She had vowed to get him back. Only death could separate them.She was so in love with him that not being with her made every morning gloomy."Darling, how would you like to sail around the world in my schooner?" Camille asked."I don't know anything about a boat." I don't know too much.