She rolled her eyes. "Eric, you know that's one of their complaints." I knew from the tone of her voice she was talking about ZGS.I shrugged. "Nobody'... freaked out so far." It's your funeral." She said, then froze when she realized the implications of her statement. "Just be careful, Andy. You're playing with fire." A chill went down my back as I met her eyes, but that only steeled my resolve.Then the doorbell rang, and we scattered, trying to dress ourselves and get everything together as. Trust becomes difficult when it has been repeatedly betrayed. Was your trust betrayed, Kenny?" I've never had any trust. I don't know why. Maybe it was just the orphanage, but I learned at a very young age not to trust anyone except myself. I grew up expecting people to try to force me to do what they wanted. They didn't care about what I wanted." Don't you accept that they were acting in what they believed was your best interest?" No, because I'd tell them what I wanted, but they kept telling. Debbie was wearing a shirt and jeans. I noticed that the top buttons of the shirt were undone. To this day I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. "Where were you yesterday" she asked. "I was not feeling very well" I lied "You should have come anyway, I am nearly a doctor remember. I would have given you a medical checkup" she said. "In fact, I don't know why I haven't given you one so far. I need the practice" she joked. And "let me check you now anyway". I was in no mood for any. Suddenly, I turned back, hearing the door open, and saw my aunt ragini staring at me, from head to foot. I was shy, tat I’m standing just in a 3/4 th Bermuda, and nothing on top. Her eyes were shining I noticed, and felt no sadness missing her husband. She came near, and I felt her sweet fragrance raising from her body, and said…Mohan..Don’t get upset with me dear, it’s because I can’t ask anyone other for staying with me at my home with me. Please it’s because, I’m very much scared at night...