She closed her eyes, listening to his side of the conversation. "... I've been out of town. Personal... No, no, I'm fine. Never better, in fact... Hon... Kong?... Ouch!... That bad, huh?... Have my secretary go to my apartment and pack a bag... Yeah, she knows, she's done it before. Knowing her she's already there waiting with it... Yes, she's that good and, no you can't have her... The flight leaves in 45 minutes?... Well, if I push it, I can just make it... Right... Talk to you from Hong. Mai aksar unke peticoat ko hathMai lekar smeell karta us chhot or gand wali jagha ko maine ekbar kuch alag karne ke sochi, mmai or nani hamesha eksath apne kheto ke or ghumne jate or raste mai woh kabhi kabhi peshab bhi karte the aise he ek din hum donoJa ahe they to nani boli ke tu rukh mujhe susu lagi hai or nani wahi bagal ke tree ke peche jakar susu karne lagi, mujhe unke susu karne ke awaj suniye dene lage, mann to kar raha tha ke abhi jakarunke sari susu pee loon orUnko wahi chod doon. At first it was just a beer before starting his overnight. It progressed to hanging around in the morning for an "eye opener". Finally he spent all his waking hours in the bar drinking. We soon lost the house, but the bar owner took pity on us and made a small shack by the rail yards part of his pay. My Mother and Dad fought all the time they were together. My Mother wasn't there one day when I returned. I never saw her or heard from her again.My Dad was useless to me. He was either drunk or. " It was just sheer coincidence that we found each other again... and of all places... Facebook. We reconnected, chatting and catching up. We were both divorced, his more recent then mine, had kids and so on. We viewed each other’s pictures and he hadn't changed much in the 20 plus years since I had seen him last. He still had those piercing eyes. When we first started talking, all the memories came flooding back. The nights we sat on my porch, the walks we would take, the things we would talk.