At one end of the row of buildings, in what was once a carpeting store, there was now an African American church. The theater was next door. Ironic, h...h? A porn theater next to a church. We were there early on a Sunday afternoon, too, and the contrast between the trashy looking men occasionally going into the porn theater to the well-dressed families coming out of and gathered in front of the church was striking. Little girls wore white dresses with red ribbons around their waists and in their. "My, you're a drowsy puppy this morning," Mommy teased as she set a sparkling glass of orange juice before her daughter. "Didn't you sleep well last night." Oh, I slept okay. It's just Monday." Kathy answered blandly as she chewed her wheat toast. Where's Daddy?" Oh, he had an early meeting. Something about importing a new kind of car. A 'hover car, ' I think he called it." Mommy filled Kathy's plate with a heaping helping of scrambled tofu. "Now eat up and I'll drive you to school. Where's. What are you going to do? Are you going to ask him for something?" What would I ask for? Maybe something in the future may happen and I will ask for something then but right now to ask him for something could be dangerous. Who knows what the police are doing? Maybe they have him under constant surveillance. Maybe they are checking out who I am right now since I attended the party. It was nice to attend the party but I would just as soon avoid any further contact with the people I met. I hope everyone knows how tamil aunties are, they have some of the big asses around.Recently a new family a moved into our house, that we have rented, it is just above our own house ie(we live on the ground floor and they live in the first floor).It was a 35 to 40 year old aunty and her daughter who moved in, her husband was working abroad, her daughter was working, so most of the time she is alone in the house. Their family really became close friends for us. One fine day as my mother made.