. it’s true. But my darlings, never in your wildest imaginings will you ever be able to love me more than I love you.”“Let’s go home and talk ...ome more,” I suggested. I said “home.” It didn’t really make a difference where that was, as long as I was with Melody and Lissa.“We can’t go to my place,” Lissa said with finality.“No problem,” Melody replied. “We wanted to show you Tony’s redecorated dorm room. It’s three blocks away.”Lissa looked at us and nodded. We got out of the car and walked to. There was lots of tears of course. Everyone around were sobbing. However, having never known the deceased aunty apart from speaking on the phone once or twice I didn’t feel the closeness the others did, but remained quiet and respectful.The in-laws being a Hindu family cremated the elderly woman in in a traditional bonfire in front of a hundred or so relatives. The heat came in waves and the smoke stung the eyes. Bajan songs were sung by a group of old ladies led by the priest.I held my wife’s. Mere dost ki request per maine uss number per Call kiya woh ek guest house ka number thah. Woh tourist se baat hue Tourist ke bataye hue address per mei guest house pahuncha ,mei bell bajate hi ek Cute si ladki door open kiye ,mei toh shock hogaya ki kisi admi ne call kiya per yeh kya ek sundar ladki saamne ,,,meri toh nikal padi soncha per thodi hi der mei ek aadmi andar se aya jo ki kharib 45 yrs ka hoga.Us shaks ne mujhe andar aane ko kaha mei andar jakar usse kuch baattei kiya ,,maine apne. He felt sure to that it was conducted in front of a one way mirror.induction tomorrow at the buoni amici.Meanwhile Samantha Marco looked up and groaned. All the other studycubicles were empty in the university library the students were now outenjoying themselves. She had to get the paper on forensic accountingfinished tonight. Her father, James Marco's insistence that she meetwith his board tomorrow to discuss her future role with the company hadruined her plans. She sighed, really her plans.