"Karen and Marianne both talked to me. Karen even threatened to whip my butt and I believe she would, too. I have listened. I still want to run Gilman...s but I want to do it better. Grandfather started the company on its path to success but never lost sight of his values though most of us did except Brad. We needed to come back to what is important. Karen, you have the right of it. I hope Marianne will keep listening to you and not to her foolish older sister. Brad, if you will forgive me, too,. All right, I stare at her when she's not looking. Can't help it. She's not a doll, you know. Big. I mean tall, solid looking. Roman nose that catches your eye. Curly hair. Not a sitcom type. But I look at her. Something there. The tan. She gets outside, somewhere. Beautiful skin. Not as dark as last summer, though, probably because it's been raining so long we're going to need an ark. Wearing a sweatshirt and jeans under her raincoat.She's been in the little room for ten or fifteen minutes when. Let me go back a little, well a little further back than a little, let me go right back to when I was a girl, sleeping soundly in my bed, and dreaming.It was a strange dream, I cannot even recall it but it was vividly real, and confusing. I awoke to see a shadowy figure leave my room and my nose was full of an acrid smell, and my face was wet, and my mouth full.I knew who the shadowy figure was my uncle, as he had been baby sitting me as my mother and her sister, his wife, had gone out on a. Me: you must be alone, your husband is also not in town,Me: please.She: okay just for dinner.Me: yay, thank you, what you prefer to eat?She: anything.Me: How about pepper chicken curry with rice and...She: sounds nice but and....? what?Me: a bottle of wine?She: hell no,Me: I know that some body love to drink red wine occasionally.She: I guess somebody collecting information about me.Me: Mr Nemichand told me.She: you know that I'm Mrs Nemichand right,Me: Not today Miss Swapna.She: lol, you are.