— Peta was getting ready to go out when the doorbell rang. She opened it to find a stranger standing there, smiling. ‘You probably don’t recogni...e me,’ he said, ‘but we went to highschool together. I’m Michael.’ Peta didn’t know how to respond to that, but she felt she should invite him in. He didn’t wait for an invitation though, and for some reason that didn’t bother her. ‘So. I need to see you and your sister together. Will she be home today? We should go see her.’ She didn’t know why, but. Her mother would have said something, unless some disaster had required both her parents to leave the house. What could it possibly be? Why was Penn's mum here?However, sit she did."Where is my mother?"Magda didn't answer. She turned to Jane, and regarded her intensely.Her eyes were captivating. They were a brilliant blue, and the pupils were black as pitch. No light was reflected from them, and Jane felt herself drawn into them."You love my Penn, don't you, Jane my dear?"Jane replied, feeling. Connected to the love of my life in the most intimate way.Perhaps reading my mind, she looks over her shoulder and smiles. I reach forward and put my right hand over hers, and we squeeze each other’s hands. A silent expression of love and tenderness.Then she leans forwards, burying her face in one of the huge number of pillows that appeared when she first moved in with me all those years ago. A silent reminder that tenderness is not exactly what she wants right at this moment – she wants to get. And use to operate from house. So in house i had made seperate arrangement for my work a seperate room i mean with different entrance as we use to live on ground floor. My mother was more devotional female so her half day use to go at temple in morning til 12 noon and in evening she use to go to arden where her friends use to meet her for walk. So finally i was all alone in the house with her.She use to share all her talks with me when she use to be free and sometime help me in my work too. I.