I decided to talk to you first, like I promised,” said Sam.“Sam, was he all right?” said Rodney.“Yes and no,” said Sammy. “He’s apparent...y not hurt or anything, but he’s clearly a broken man. He’s on the street, skid row, and not looking too good.” The other man’s face fell.“The street! The fucking street!” said Rodney.“Yes sir, I saw him go into the Salvation Army soup kitchen. He looked pretty ragged,” said Sam.“You didn’t talk to him then?” said Rodney.“No, no like I said, I was going to but. In fact, the most remarkable thing about me was my friend Melia.Melia and I have been friends since grade school. We even stayed in touch when I went off the college and she studied locally. She is by far prettier, thinner, gorgeous hair, and a personality that still amazes me. She can walk into a room and be instantly the center of attention, while I could walk through a crowded room and no one would notice me unless I tripped and fell, and even then it would be only because someone fell over. ”“No,” she smiled, touching the small of his back. “I want to see your room.” He was torn, and his head seemed a bit cloudy, he couldn’t really think straight.“Well, alright.” And the two walked upstairs. He hadn’t planned on a visit. The room was okay, but dirty clothes were piled in a corner next to his trunk, his bed was unmade, and torn strips of paper were still scattered on the floor.“Oh! It’s beautiful!” She walked over to Hedwig’s cage. “You never told me you had a pet! What’s its. His bath followed same routine now and before long he was back looking TV serial.I went to help mother in kitchen (she always was doing something there) and she asked me if I handled the oil bath massage okay, and if any problems with your brother. I said everything went well and veranda was good place since it was nicely sheltered from neighbour views, I started to say something and stopped. Mother noticed and then said Anny are you okay, I think you want to ask me something.My plan was always.