"I'd like to go see it tomorrow if that will be acceptable. I think I'd better stay around today to finish this sorry business," I said, waving a hand...toward my prisoner."I understand completely. If you have time later today you can come by or anytime really, at your convenience," he said."That's kind of you sir." I believe I'll be going then, as soon as I pay my respects to the soon to be departed," he said, and damned if he didn't walk over and kick fat boy right in the balls.A few others. .. he’s just not like us.Now I’d heard all this crap a hundred times before, but since I was the youngest of my dad’s ‘four misses’, I was expected to ‘tow the mark’, be a ‘good girl’, and not argue with ‘my elders’. Not this time! This time I decided to fight back. I fought back for my self-esteem, for the president, but also for another reason I’ll leave unmentioned.My oldest sister, Vonda, was a woman I secretly hated with the kind of blind passion that would have made Osama Bin Laden proud,. Magar saara mazza uski shakal mein tha aur usske bolne ke tareeqe mein tha. Woh mujhse batein karti ja rahi thi aur main buss ussko dekhta ja raha tha.Uss din se mera bohut dil tha ke iss ladki ko toh maine chodna hai. Kaafi der baaton ke baad main wahan se chala gaya tha. Yeh pehli dafa tha ke maine Iqra se baat ki thi. Uss din ke baad se ab jab bhi woh ghar mein mujhe dekhti thi toh woh door se mujhe dekh kar smiles paas karti rehti thi.Main uski smile dekh kar bilkul nashe mein aajata tha.. “So, Uncle what brings you here?”“Oh, it’s all terribly bad back at the house,” he said and sighed. “I stupidly let slip about the sex club night with you and your dad and Sally went ballistic, screaming and yelling. She’s threatening divorce.” Tears welled in his eyes. “Lucky, I can’t be without Sally… I love her.” He put his hands to his face. “I’m hoping you will go over to our house and calm her down. Whatever it takes. Please, baby, I just know you can help.” Harry was clearly.