“Em,” a shout rang out with her name attached to it.Emily turned and looked and saw a vague resemblance to Graham. The closer she got the more she...recognised. His coat was new’ish, his beard had been trimmed much closer than the hedge bush that he had sported previously. His hair had either been cut or combed and he smelt; of something sweet, a kind of perfumed smell, but not aftershave.“You’ve changed,” she smiled.“My dear, one ‘as to make an effort these days,” he replied.“Does one!”“One. So she went to bathroom ,i don’t know why , but me also walked behind her , she asked, ” where are u going ? ” , i told , ” nowhere ,just simply ” she asked again , ” why are you following me? , i said , nothing ” ,as i was having a hard on and was really nervous , i was out of words , and when she was about to get inside bathroom , i grabbed her hand , she was shocked , ” Evin, what is this? What are you doing Evinn?” , i said , ” Nothing , Thanu , please,don’t shout , i really love u Thanu ,. .. Brahmin...” Laura answered weakly. She couldn’t think of any reason to lie.“Oh, Jesus.” The smaller man turned and threw his hand to his forehead. “She’s not the goddamned law, you shot some fucking farm girl!” The larger man sighed, and walked out of Laura’s line of sight. The two men argued for a short while, leaving Laura coughing and sputtering as her naked, bloodstained chest weakly rose and fell. The smaller man seemed to feel sorry for her and wanted to try to help, but the larger man. A raft of bubbly foam driftedon top of the steaming bath water.Mary came back and kneeled on the smooth wooden-planked duckboardbeside the bath."Feel better?" Mary smiled and Charlotte smiled back."Yes! Oh god yes!" Can I do your back?" before Charlotte could reply Mary picked up alarge soft sponge and doused it in soapy water and ran it acrossCharlotte's shoulders.Charlotte sighed and Mary smiled.Mary sponged Charlotte's chest and her arms. She worked the spongeinto Charlotte's fingers and.