.. what was up with that?" I honestly don't know. I guess I wanted to talk to you. Maybe I am curious why you are doing... why you... look, I'll show ...ou to your room. If you need anything during the night just feel free to get what you want."I showed her to the spare bedroom. While she was looking around, I got some more of my wife's clothes out and took them to her."Your wife was just my size. Where is she? Did she leave you for someone else or something?" No. She um... passed away a few. "I'll pick you up at five." Deal!" Josh laughed and hung up.The rest of the day flew by as Robin brought in his print outs. She was the cute petite girl he dreamed of when Yvonne was wicked and hated her daughter.Right on time, Camille picked up Josh in her brand new gray Lexus. When Josh got in, the odor of the new car felt nice. Camille had her beautiful smile, red hair up to show off her long slim neck, and wore a form fitting black velvet dress that was full length. She had it inched up. I should help them alleviate it…and be present for the denouement. The waitress came to ask all the diners at their counter what they’d like for their entrees. Lee said, ‘Michaela, you’ll be my guest tonight, of course?’ Michaela smiled at the display of consideration, something she got too seldom judging by the things she’d just been saying to Therese about her ‘as-of-this-very-night ex-boyfriend.’ Lee took careful note of what gratitude towards himself looked like in the emotional half of. I walked to her room, she was asleep. “Aunty,” I called out a little louder than normal. She made no sign of being awake. I tore a page from a magazine to test if she was in a deep sleep or not. She didn’t move. I threw that paper on her; it landed right behind her ears. She didn’t move. I got close to her. I knelled down and I snick my hands under the quilt. I felt her body, oh what bliss. I felt the embroideries of her kurta. She looked amazing on a kurta and without that shawl she would.