Mercy smiled and handed it to me. She had logged all of my time and my landings at each point of reference for the class. The instructor smiled, sayin... that he had given her the job; she needed something to keep her busy.I handed the plane over to the attendant, asking him to clean up the interior, since we had been eating in the plane. I loaded the leftovers into the truck. The instructor told me to come Monday, prepared to fly till around eleven. We would use the twin so I would also get. It brought me to tears several times (an easy enough thing to do), reminding me too much of the day we went through all of Mom’s things, deciding what to keep and what to throw away. I remember thinking identical thoughts about each object, from the old torn and stained script of that freshman play to those Taco Bell advertisements.Stupid, I know, but everything they made me throw away made me feel as though it was another part of her I would forget. It was the same thing with Mom. Each of. Phir mai sochny lga k ab kaisy or kia baat kroon, mai ny ami ko bola k aa k yahan hi baith jaieen wo bolieen nahin doosry room mai aao, mai wahan say uth k tv room mai un k sath aa gya or hm wahan baith gyea.phir kuch time tv daikha or jb wo log wapis aaye to hm bhi apny ghr chly gyea… ayk month k baad hm sb log gaoon gyea, wahan hmari zmeen hai jahan chawal ugta hai, hm hr saal village jaty thy,mai ami or abu ayk din subha uth k fasloon ki traf chly gyea , fasal green green hony ki wjah sai. He began to remove things and put them away instead of giving them to her. Some of them looked like food. This called for a serious response."Mrrt!" Pussy Kat began rubbing against Man's leg, purring as she did so. He chuckled and petted her head."You hungry, girl? Well, don't worry - we're having fillet of flounder for dinner."Fish? She rose up on her hind legs and rubbed her bare chest against him. Man couldn't resist that - more fish for her! Just to be sure, she nuzzled his.