.. yeah, *COUGH* I guess so? I guess...SO! Oh myvoice changed. My throat got a little ticklish and now I sound different.You're right Wilma. My jacket...feels weird and heavy on me. It's rough anditchy. I'm going to take it off." You're definitely different now Dwight. Toss your t-shirt over there.Wow! Your chest and shoulders are much smaller now. You look like a younggirl starting her puberty. Like a rose bud ready to open up. You have newcurves on you. I can see changes in your face now. Your. " She came around her desk and took Sigrid in her arms, hugged her. "I'm sorry," she said, adding "But there's a good side to this." Tell me about it," Sigrid said sarcastically. Tom took over the hugging as Judith sat back on the edge of her desk."I will, Sigrid, and you pay attention. You're going to lose your uterus, you won't be able to have children, ever. But you'll keep your ovaries. And you're not a cancer patient — no chemo-therapy, no long-term worry about recurrence. You'll live a. M:par unse kahiye na mujhe aise na ghure. Waise mehta saab ne kisko kisko pela hai huhJ: ohh hoo pela hai??Aap to bahut hi aage nikali huh humse. Bacho ke sath so so ke bache ban gaye hoM:kya jetha bhai tum bhi. Bataiye na mehta saab kaJ: mehta to kamina hai ek number ka. Uska aur roshan bhabhi ka kai time se chal raha hai. Aur ab wo babitaji ko pelne ke chakkar mein hai. Par maine bol diya hai ki babitaji ko pehle mein pelungaM: roshan bhabhi sachiii. Aagabai. Laga hi nahi huh kabhi. Aur waise. ’ ‘You really have changed, haven’t you?’ Dawn smiled. ‘I don’t think I ever heard you refuse an invitation to go to the mall before.’ ‘Get out of here,’ Trish laughed. ‘Some of us care about our responsibilities and aren’t just slaves to shopping..’ Dawn giggled. She liked the changes in her friend. ‘ Yeah, sure. See you tomorrow, Trish,’ she said, and headed out the door. Alone in the newspaper office, Trish finished the story she was working on, put it in the editor’s basket, then turned to.