" No!"She tried to edge past me, but I blocked her in."Amy, look..." Let me go." I'd had her by the shoulders without even knowing it, shaking her. I ...mmediately let go."You dress like this, you might as well parade out there naked for 'em" Maybe I will," she said, squirming past me in that instant, looking back over her shoulder, a beer in each hand, those pigtails bouncing off her shoulders.I stood there quite stunned at the anger I was feeling. I could hear her laughter over the television. Plan ke mutabik mai pooja se milne pahuncha, usne low waist jeans pehni thi aur sleeveless top pehna tha jo ki navel tak hi tha. Dekhne mai ek dum maal lag rahi thi.Pooja mujhse milte hi lipat gayi par uske lipatne par mujhe pyar ka nahi balki hawas ka ehsaas hui. Mujhe laga ki ek 25 saal ka jawaan jism mujhse lipta hua hai. Mai aur wo thoda market mai ghoome phir maine usko apne ghar jane ke liye kaha aur wo maan gayi. Plan ke mutabik hume wahi auto wala mila jo ki seedha apne ghar le gaya. Wo. Supposedly a novel a day keeps the shrink wrapper away, my theory in high school. No, I do not want to meet with the child study team so they can put ink blots in front of my face and ask me what I see in the picture. I see nothing, it is just black ink smeared onto a white index card, nothing more than that. People always want to make more out of things when really less is best. I look out of the broken back porch door, into the small yard and alley way where honey suckles grow wild and taste. I had gotten off work arriving home a bit later than usual. Danny I knew would himself be at work, with Steven actually out of town for two days. I'd half expected mom to have gone to bed already, late as it was, though I'd been hoping to have a word with her about things after I did get home. Entering through the back door, I could hear what sounded like the TV on in the family den, so headed down the hallway towards that, and what I then saw as a flickering light coming from within the room..