She said, "All done. I'll put the cover over it so we can surprise your dad."Susie said, "Today isn't Valentine's day. We have to save it for tomorrow..."Still standing on the chair, Steve said, "Dad has to be gone tomorrow and tomorrow night. We have to eat the cake tonight so he gets a Valentine."The mother said, "I'm sure it will be a good idea to have the cake tonight. There'll still be some for tomorrow night."While looking at the pieces of cut off cake, the bowl of icing, and the red hots,. " Yes." Dr. Stone glanced down at his appointment calendar, which was blank. "I've... I've got to go over my records right now," he said, "but I'll think about this and talk to you later." Tonight? After dinner again? Maybe if I could just ask you..." Well, we'll see. Maybe not tonight."It was three days later when Dr. Stone finally trudged up to Jeff's room after dinner, this time carrying a thin brown paper bag. Jeff was at his desk building a model airplane and barely had time to turn around. My sense of loss was becoming lovelorn and I so wished I could share my misgivings with the sisters, especially with Lilly.For just a moment I thought about how I was just 18 years old and was it right I should be burdened with this responsibility or was I being abused with too much for a poor kid to sustain. I was working for almost no wages, being indeed treated very badly by the son, now branded like common livestock, naked, tortured. Then I just pretended to shrug it off although the tears. When i reached our home, i was pleasantly surprised to see this south indian beauty open the door and greet me. She didn’t look older than 20 … though she did mention, much later on that she was 21. She was on the darker side, around 5’5” in height, had long thick hair and was dressed in a half saree or what they call a pavadai-thaavani. She was extremely shy when she greeted me at the door. Ofcourse, my gardener and watchman were helping me with my bags and my little brother was playing with.