Anjali looks at the watch. The watch was showing almost one o’clock ! It was high time that she goes for her bath. It was a Thursday and she was wai...ing for the dhobi. She has again and again told that fellow to come by twelve, but he can not be corrected. Anjali was getting more and more annoyed. How long can she wait? Maybe dhobi wouldn’t turn up only ! When it was one o’clock, Anjali decided not to wait for that fellow any more and went to the bathroom to take her bath.Just when she drops. .”“Fortunately, my family, and my church, are both cool with converts and we have quite a few ‘married-ins’ like my dad. But he fits right in with all the other pasty white folks at church! Well, we do have a couple of black families at Saint Michael along with the family from India. I really wish our bishops would get their staffs out, and form a true American church.”“The Greeks will be OK with that if they’re in charge.”“Which the Antiochians will never accept. And the OCA has the legitimate. I assured her so.After a few hours I went to her and said ”i am sorry mom I won’t repeat this mistake again, but that book was my friend’s. So pls give to me I would return it to him”. Mom at once after hearing it said that she had put it on fire out of anger. I know that she would have not done that but was little afraid to speak to her about this.We ate together and said her good night and went to sleep. My mind was in confusion that whether she would have burned that book or it was with her.. .." Sorry..." he muttered, fumbling with the controller as he tried to put it away."Just give me the fucking letter." She growled, her face screwed up into an expression Marcus didn't recognise."Sure... sorry, I didn't mean to intrude." He got up, bringing it back from the kitchen and turning the light on as he came. She tore it open, hurriedly scanning through the contents, then settled a little, resting her hands in her lap and trying hard to hold back the tears."Did you want the rest of that.