She comes in and zips up my dress and ties the sash into a big bow.Then she helps me brush my hair and she then puts it up into a ponytailwith a hair ...ow. She then says, "You look so pretty Alicia you aregoing to make such a beautiful daughter for Mr. Harold Weisecamp III." Harold Weisecamp III!" I reply. "My name is Alicia Weisecamp is hesome relation Ma'am?" Yes Alicia he is your uncle he is currently living in Nome, Alaska. Hehas found out about your parent's death and has claimed legal. After two-three days, Lokesh stopped replying to any of my messages. I started missing a wonderful chat buddy in him. I decided to message him on his number.He replied he will call me at 8 in the night. That night Lokesh called me and casually spoke to me. He told me that he was busy with month-end activities and so he wasn’t active on social media. He made it a routine to call me at eight in the night.One day I randomly asked why he called me only at that time and not some other time? He. It continued winding about 100 meters (110 yards), then dipped to the right and, after a very short distance, veered to the right again. From that point, there were large old residences lined along the right side of the street overlooking a beautiful, dense wooded area on the other side.A few houses down, she came to a two-story house, still under renovation, with a dozen or more fancy cars sitting in front and spilling over into the spaces in front of the houses on either side. The scene was. The small screen displayed a reading of 25 degrees Fahrenheit. Balmy, I thought as I prepared for my evening walk. The previous evening, the temperature had hovered around zero. The cold alone would not have deterred me, but a walk had just not been possible. I put on my coat, boots, gloves, and hat and then headed out the door.The crisp, fresh air hit me full in the face. The snow that had fallen the night before lay like a fluffy blanket on the ground. A squirrel hopped from branch to branch.