She had given it to Frank, in exchange for his hat, as he was trying to keep the circular dry that he was writing on. Fran and I were cold, and our te...th were chattering, from being soaked. It didn't seem to faze Frank one bit.Frank hadn't spoken or made a sound once we stepped into the rain, his mind was focused on looking at each item and making notations. This changed when we entered the last barn, temporarily out of the rain. I heard him let out a long moan, and then a deep sigh."What's. This was for practice. Then he made school boards.”—Mark Twain, Following the Equator: A Journey Around the WorldWE RAN. We all jumped out of bed early and everyone went out to run. Donna and Beca weren’t athletes by any stretch, but they could both run a six-minute mile. One. They waved goodbye to us at the end of a mile and walked back home to get breakfast ready. Em kept the six-minute mile pace for two more miles and then turned back to jog and walk home. Nanette set the pace for the next. Aaney wala taa 2,3 stop jaaney ke baad train Mai bheed kam ho gai aur hum dono ko seat mil gai hum dono paas hee baith gaye aur usney muj sey poonchaa Kya tum Hindi wala hey kya main bola haan usey bhi achchi Hindi aati tee ab lagbag train khali hoo chuki tee pujari ney mera naam poochaa mainey kaha suresh mainey pura detail bataya fir mainey us sey pooncha ki aap ka Kya naam hai usney kaha mera naam venktesh hey main egmore mai mandir ka pujari hoon meraGhar tambarm Mai hai Pujari nay apnaa. Then She entered?Ok, so I’m not going to do the eyes across a crowded room thing; it wasn’t like that, well not completely, but as soon as I saw Her I knew that, although She wasn’t to be messed with, there was some sort of spark between us. For Her part She spent several minutes looking me over before dismissing the WPC and sitting down opposite. She opened up the file that She had brought with Her and read it for a while.?How old are you?? She asked when She finally looked up.?Nineteen.? I.