Had been born 112 years ago. I knew that some of my grandchildren must still be alive, and many of my other descendents that had attended my last birt...day party would certainly be alive and well. But I also knew that I could never contact them and inform them that I was their great, or great-great grandmother. Can you imagine how ridiculous that would sound? Yet I still ached to be with my family again.Lastly, I read the accounts of my own death. How many people get to read their final. But I just smiled at her. We passed through East St. Louis, crossed the bridge to St. Louis, and headed west towards Columbia. That was around 3:00 in the afternoon. I was following 50 and Jennie asked why I didn't just use I-70 since it was much faster. The simple truth was that I was enjoying the ride and I had intended to use 50 all the way. It took us longer, but we would get into Columbia around 7 o'clock. She didn't seem to mind. She had been smiling for most of our trip together. So was. And look at so-called women's magazines! What are they about? Babies, sex, and how to have a pretty house! We're subjugating ourselves! Every time a woman has sex, she's cooperating with the oppressor!"This was not going the way Amaka had intended. She had meant to gradually steer the discussion around to the need to relax, then either to the use of tranquilizers or self- hypnosis, which would give her the opening she needed to start this woman's conditioning. But she couldn't help saying,. Kuch dino tak chatting me baat karne par usne achanak mujhe apna phone no. Diya. Our call karne ko kaha. Vo khadakpur ki rahne vali thi. Shadi shuda our 1, 5 saal ke ladke ki maa. Fir maine uasko, uske bataye samay per call kiya our fir hamare bich bate hone lagi. Tab usne bataya ki uska pati bahut shakki hai, isliye vo bhi chatting ke samay uske sath hi baitha rahta hai, cafe unka side business hai, is liye vo jyada baat nahi kar pati. Bus uska itna batana tha ki, maine apna bramhastra chalana.