Angu oru katilum irukum, naanum en kanavrukum ingu nirvaanamaaga oothu irukirom. Engal iruvarai thavira veru yaarume ingu vara matargal, naan rameshai...angu azhaithu sendren.Avanuku idathai kanbikum pozhuthu migavum pidithu poi vitathu chilunu katru adithathu. Naangal angu sendru kati pidithu kiss seiya aarambithom, enai pin puramaaga kati pidithu avan sunniyai soothil vaithu theithukonde en kazhuthil mutham seithaan. Naan avan thalai mudiyil kai vaithu thadavikonduthen pinbu avan sunniyai. " Shit," Suzi exclaimed before slapping me on the side of my shoulder a couple of times saying, "I KNEW you were joking."I ignored the sting in my shoulder as Joey's blush reached his bare legs, then after he sat back in his seat without even a single cuss, I got concerned and playfully ran my hand across his fuzzy head."I was only trying to joke around," I said apologetically. "It really surprised me. I almost didn't recognize you."All he did was sigh, then kept looking over at Suzi while I. "Jack's got a shoot tonight. Gina, one of the girls from school. We bought a couple of murals so Jack would have something to shoot against. Would you like to see?" I don't want to disturb him while he's working." Oh, come on. It'll be fine."We went up to the side door and I tapped on it. I heard footsteps and then Jack pulled it open..."Can we come in and watch?" Sure. Just stay back there out of the way and be quiet."I looked at Daddy and he shook his head. I reached out and grabbed his. And really, since this was the only time of the week she insisted on him being home with everyone else, he couldn’t complain. It really wasn’t bad at all. The food was always good, and the visits from his relatives (a few of whom always seemed to show up for Sunday lunch) made it a fun gathering. Jamal had especially liked the Sunday lunches even more the last three weeks. The reason was simple, his dad, Brock, or who Gunner and Zeke called “Mr. S”, was in attendance. He’d been released from.