I snuck over, flattening myself against a fence, I could hear her crying from the other side. This was it, I knew the creature would be nearby guardin... its prey, so I crept around the corner ready to blind it and make our get away.x x x x x xShe sat feeling lost and miserable, her veil soaked with tears as the sounds of laughter played relentlessly in her head, but suddenly she heard a rustling close by. Was it them? Coming back to torment her, or perhaps the displeased entity come to take her. I got out of the car and walked the the house, cutting thought the yard to start looking in the windows. All seemed normal with no activity behind any of them, so all that was left was the front door which with luck had a half moon glass in it. I got to the door as quietly as i could and looked through the glass, what I saw was unbelievable.The living room was at a right angle to the door which gave a perfect view. I saw a man, maybe in his early 40's, setting on a couch with all his clothes. Ami tomake khub valobasi Indrani!Swapanda amar thot, gal, bagol, duto mai , navi jiv diye chate laglo, chumu khete laglo. Ei to ami chai. Amar plan thik thak kaje lagchhe. Jodi-o Swapanda takhono ghumer ghore achhe ebong tai andhokare bujhte pareni, ami Indrani noi, Nandini esechhi nijeke chodate. Swapanda ebar gayer genji o barmuda khule puro ulongo holo. Ami hat bariye barata dhorlam. Bara shakto hoye dariye gechhe. Ki mota bara! Bara hate niye bujhlam Bablur thekeo mota bara, tabe lambay. Ruthie reflected: it's not Davenport I'd miss, because I hate Davenport. It's Mike. The only reason my life doesn't totally suck is because of Mike.She realized that, as much as she didn't want to admit it, the worst part about moving to Nebraska would be that it would force her to end her relationship with her boyfriend. That would totally suck, because Mike was the only friend that she had. Her life had been so lonely over the past six years, and now because of that one special person it was.