I was not satisfied even then. But Seema managed to convince me. We reached home and once we reached home, Seema narrated everything to my mom. Mom wa... happy to hear that.Mom showed Seema her room. Actually, it was my room. Mom asked me to shift to the next room. Only my room and my Parent’s room had AC. Mom didn’t want Seema to feel alienated so she decided to give her my room. I readily agreed. All I had to do was just bring my stuff from my room. I shifted my dumbbells and weights. It was. He took a good look at the man walking out of the deepening shadow of the mountains and felt the chill pass down his spine and his bowels loosen. He could barely stand but quickly saluted the Shaman.The Shaman? How? It's a day's march to the home village. Why?Shaven headed, covered in a red gold cloth wrapped in the traditional manner, sandal shod, without a speck of dust on him, the Shaman glared at the husband and wife for two minutes; he turned to Dama,"Woman! Obey your husband."The females. Lots of people said ‘Hello’ to her and, by implication, to him. For the first time Dan felt as though he was real, he purposely used a low voice to reply in the same offhand way Petra was doing, even though he could kiss those who had acknowledged his presence. This was the heady world he had only seen from the sidelines, he purposely looked for others who he knew would only glance shyly in their direction from the periphery, graciously saying ‘how are you doing’? Did his mouth drop open like. Bobby dumped me today." That's a foolish thing to be all upset about, hun," Brittany tells her cheerfuly. "Come on, I've got a cup of hot cocoa with your name on it in my room," she says with a smile.Maddy sits up, shooting her first smile in hours. Her sister has always been there for her and always knows how to make her happy. The two of them head over the Brittany's room, which is across the hall. They both sit down on her bed and sip on their hot chocolate.They talk for hours, sipping on.