The truth is –‘ ‘You’re scared too,’ he said, finishing my sentence. ‘Yeah, I’m scared too — probably even more than you are.’ ‘... guess that means neither of us are idiots, then.’ He kissed me and whispered, ‘I think I could face anything if you face it with me.’ My own tears dripped down my face. ‘I think so, too.’ I let him go and got out of bed. He watched me walk over to the antique dressing table my grandmother gave me when I turned sixteen. With slow deliberateness I took the bottle of. It had the same exact features of our hogan except for one really interesting feature.“Paul! A window!”“I see it, dear.”The still intact wavy glass window looked out over a thick stand of trees. Like all windows I’d ever seen the glass was wavy and the trees shapes were a bit distorted, but it got me to wondering why someone would put a window in a place to look out at a mess of trees.“Stay here, Opal Anne. I want to take a look past those trees.”“Why can’t I go too?”“Because you have the baby. The Manaras each have accounts with the branch bank in San Angelo. I’ve started a probe of bank employees in Odessa to discover who’s feeding those three the debit activity. That’s the only way they could have traced them thus far. I’m getting an update on that right now ... OK, here it is.“The license number on the vehicle you gave me, came back with a Malachi W. Ventura of Odessa, as the owner. I ran a check on him and would you believe? He has a sister who works at the branch bank that was. My father is a charted accountant, so my cousin had brought a file from his dad. We reached there place in afternoon and came to know that my dad was out of town and would be returning after a week or so. we were a bit disappointed as we had some work with him. but still we managed to hang on as we planned to stay for another three to four days. After we had dinner we decided to watch TV. I got in bed beside mom who was at time wearing a sari and started touching her belly which I used to do.