I have the sad task to inform you of her death."After an inordinately long pause Horace A. Waters said, "Are you still there Mr. Lauderdale?" Yes, Mr....Waters. It's just that I never thought that she would ever die. When did it happen?" Yes, we all felt that way. The housekeeper found her this morning. She apparently passed during the night. She seems to have gone peacefully. There were no signs that she suffered." Thank you, Mr. Waters. When is the funeral?" Monday at 9:00 am" Isn't that an odd. We set up a meeting two days later. When she arrived to my office we had a very casual chat, I was friendly and wanted to see me as an ordinary guy beyond the 'professor's' image and she immediately understood it and started to ask personal questions e.g. where I stay, how long I will be around, if there are people to hang out with etc. I took the chance to invite her to a gathering with the master's class and some researchers that we were planning on Saturday night. I told her not to feel. She's so unafraid to love, even after all she's lost and and all she's gone through. Or rather, she may have fears about someday losing you or me or Jake, but she doesn't let that slow her down. She lives what she feels. Which made me realize that if running away from domestic bliss couldn't protect me from the fear of loss, then I should just go and love anyway, like Saralinda does. And if I can fear loss when I'm not 'settled down', then there's no point in running either; of not considering. Anushka- why did you do that yesterday? (in a much more bolder voice)Me- I am really sorry, please don’t tell anyone..(was about to piss in fear!)Anushka- I will definitely won’t tell anyone, but you can’t stop me telling what you were doing today..(she saw my underwear on the floor)Me- oh no, please.(I almost started crying)Now she was very close to me, I could smell her.Anushka- oh no baby, I’ll not tell anyone.And then she took my hands of my teary eyes, hugged me tightly for a minute. All.