As she waited she had fumed at the weatherman, whom her father lovingly called a “customary moron”, because he had told her and three thousand oth...r viewers yet another nasty lie: that the day would be a perfect eighty five degrees. So that morning, despite what common sense told her, she had pulled on a metallic turquoise d****d tank top and dark wash mini skirt. It was not eighty five degrees, she thought to herself as she tugged on her skirt, trying to pull it lower so that it would provide. Usually I sort of enjoy the fact that there are no distractions like TV at the camp.”Yvonne giggled and said, “I think you chose the wrong place to make that comment, Matti. Dawn likes to think her work is better than just a ‘distraction’.”Her comments got Dawn giggling as well, and after a few seconds Matti realized what he had said. He was a bit embarrassed as he corrected himself, “I ... didn’t really mean that everything on TV is a distraction. I just mean I ... enjoy getting away from the. Pan jo divas ma 2 vakhat chodae to barabar rahe. Tara loda ni diwani chu.Maru pan manvu che ke 2 vakhat chodvanu male to maza avi jai. Kaik vichari su. Atyare to tu lodo dabav jorthi.Ha la dabavu chu ne barabar pan taro lodo bahenchod vadhre kadak ane lambo thai che. Jordar lodo che. Chodav chodav karvanu game tevo lodo che.Sali tari bhos ma lodo levanu tane thayu hase. Tu pan chodamani che. Tara jevi patni hoy to divas ane raate chodvani maza aavi jai. Su tari kadak bhos che.Chodya, raate tara. “Just sit down,” she said. “I’ll make you breakfast for once.”“Okay,” I said agreeably. “What about your lunch?” I asked.“You can do that, if you want,” she allowed and I set to work, packing her something to take with her, while she cooked. I hobbled off to my computer desk while she worked and write a short note that said I loved her and missed her and came back to slip it in with her lunch while she was distracted and packed it up with a smile on my face while she got everything to the.