Even in fucking Kansas, that political cesspool. And those introductions were the equivalent of job interviews.Rebecca Montgomery is now a frequent vi...itor to the shelter. Not, definitely not, as a wealthy swan trailing a scent of elegance. She comforts the girls. Listens. Extends sympathy. Is, for moments at a time, the mother they never had. But she bides her time, seeing only the ones who voluntarily come into her makeshift office in a corner of the cafeteria.I smiled as I overheard one. Deepak moja kore tar putkir futo chattey o chuste suru korlo. Odikey Sushma tar babar baal chechey deowar por takey snan koriye gamcha diye muchte muchte bollo Sushma Bapu, theek tomar moto amar Deep shona. Tai ami okey biye korechi, tomar pochondo hoyechey Deepak key?” Gonesh babu- tor pochonder, bhalo ar na lagbey go ma.”Shedin bikel bela Deepak Amenar shathey tar barite gelo, Amena tar barir thekey ki jeno anbey.rastay haathtey haathey Deepak Amenakey jigesh korlo Deepak Amena, amake bolo to. I couldn't bring myself to laugh alongwith her but did manage a weak smile. I also had on pale green tightsand dressy shoes with plastic bows on them. When she's making me lookjuvenile I don't have to wear heels. There was also a small purse,shaped like a popular imported kitten character, that hung from a longshoulder strap. The accompanying wig was blond, collar length, and hadlong bangs. My make-up was conservative. She made me sashay around like a schoolgirl who was trying to. She listened with disbelief as Tiger described the events of earlier that day - at least she wanted not to believe, but Tiger would have no reason to fabricate such a story, and clearly believed it herself, and, well...here they both were. Ayla suspended judgment for the moment as Tiger told how she had awoken to find herself tied to a rock, unable no matter how she tried to loosen the knots in the rope, and not within reach of anything sharp enough to cut them. She had tried her teeth and.