It was good when they cried. "Sissyuseless, we have astrict rules here. Very strict. I will read the rules for you thisonce. You will not be expected ...o remember them, though, at this time.They are posted everywhere and you will shortly be required to recitethem by heart. You will also be reading them aloud in class eachMonday, from of course, a first person perspective."John Phillips mind raced in circles of confusion. Class? He didn't knowif he was entering prison, school or hell. All he new. Once again fate stepped in; but this time on our side. I can still recall my mixed feelings when I was called at work by the Sheriff's office; a drunk driver speeding through the red light, a fatal accident, and I was now a widower. Working in the court system, having lots of contacts with attorneys and judges, the case was settled quickly with a generous settlement to compensate me "for my loss", and I did felt guilty, trying to appear devastated, when in reality I was relieved at my new found. They got well with my family as well as we knew Hindi and there aren’t much Hindi knowing people living in that locality. Just a smile and hi every now and then, nothing much was between us at that moment.She mingled well with my mother and used to come to my home for using my pc to get study materials from internet. Her mother used to accompany her in the beginning, as their family was a lil introvert. As days passed by she used to come alone, even when my mom has gone for work. Just me and my. .and I didn't want the majority of the hicks in this town. I had never thought of being with a guy, so getting a compliment from one seemed strange to me, but I was still extremely flattered. We talked a bit throughout class, mostly about school and music, turned out he was really into rock and metal like myself. He would time to time make flirtatious comments. I was pretty sure by now he was gay, or at least bi.The next couple of days went by, and I admit I looked forward to chorus class.