I look at you and you give me this devilish smile. You ask me if I have written any more stories and I tell you that I haven’t written one in quite ...while. Your drinks are starting to have an effect and you tell me you would like to have another one. Then you lean in and ask me if the stories are based on actual experience. I tell you that they are fiction but that I love to do everything I write about in them. You look at me and then lightly and quickly run your hand on my thigh so that no one. As soon as I gained control of my emotions, I pulled out of the driveway and headed back to my office. I walked in and dialed Mark Winston, a good friend and the lawyer that handled all my business needs. He said that he didn't do family law, but he gave me the name of someone in the field that he would trust.I called the number he gave me and the woman on the other end said she would be right over. When she entered my office I was struck at first by her youth, wondering if she had the. .” smiling at her.She smiled demurely, and as I shook her hand, I gave her a knowing look, and squeezed her hand gently.It was a 1:00 pm show, and there were hardly any people. And since the movie had already started, the ticket counter was deserted. As we walked up to the counter to buy tickets, Jigna stopped suddenly and said that she wanted to buy some pop-corn and Cola. I handed her the money and told her to get it quickly.As she ran off, I turned to Sejal and said “You know Sejal, I didn’t. News is on. It's boring. I don't understand it. I tellMommy to change the channel, "Ma-ma, chachal. Chachal!"Mommy doesn't understand.I'd point and tell Mommy again.Mommy knows I want something. Mommy's smart. Mommy makes the TV show adifferent show. I see funny animals running around and I giggle becauseit's fun.I run around some more. I play with more toys and blocks. I get toscribble on paper with crayons. I'm so happy because Mommy is here. Mommyloves me.Mommy changes my diaper because it's.