He remembered being curious about everything when he was a kid, and had a feeling Bax's kids would be no different. It was odd to see Bax with his fam...ly. Brody had met them before, but only quickly, when they'd been down for a weekend when the kids were off school and Bax wasn't traveling. Watching him interact with his wife and kids, Brody saw a different side of his friend. He was more relaxed; now that he had his family with him, there was a tension in Bax that was missing. "How do you do. She'd made enough for twice as many people: meat pies, meaty stews, sandwiches with thick slices of marbled cold cuts, and little meat-filled dumplings that all but popped in his mouth. "Don't be afraid to eat up," Mrs. Darcie said, piling seconds onto his plate. "It's been so long since I had a big, strong young man to feed." "It's wonderful.” He held up a dumpling on the end of his fork. “What's in these anyhow?" If I told you, I'm afraid you wouldn't eat another bite.”. Ruthven ate nothing.. Leave this aside comes to Real story. One Day as my parents went to city for function ,they instructed to take care of me & give the food at time as, will come from office. When i return back from Office Around 7.30 PM, no one in house just the maid Lata, waiting for me, as i came i asked her ,she said my parents went ,as i know first, just to conform, I asked her r u not going home, as the heavy rain too ,she said she will stay tonight here only, she called to her parents & said about the. Congratulations again. Good luck in Hamburg.”I made my way to the side of the pool and climbed out. Our conditioning coach was waiting there and he threw his arm across my shoulders.“Berserker, huh?” he grinned.“I’ll never complain again about those pulleys again,” I grinned back.If you ever studied ancient history or studied classical paintings, you may have come across references to the Bacchanalia of Rome; debauched festivals in honour of the god of wine, freedom, intoxication, and ecstasy..