..from crying earlier? "Jenn, can you...can you please close the upstairs door?"This was what she texted me about. Setting my plate down, I made my wa... up the stairs to close the door, giving us some privacy. What was this all about? What could have happened?I sat down next to her on the couch. "Susan, what's on your mind?" I asked as gently as I could.She took a deep breath, and briefly looked into my eyes before looking back down between us. I could see tears already welling up. "Jenn. I did. Mera ek bahut karib dost hai suchu.Hm done sare kaam ek sath karte the.Mere dost suchu ke ghar me uski teen bahene maa aur pita the.Maa ka naam basna .Uski cgoti bahen ka naam sarika jo ki ek dam uski maa jaise dikhti thi.Usse badi rinki aur phir tinki.Ek din suchu muje apne ghar le gaya uska ghar pariyon se bhara hua tha.Sab taraf chuttar ka matakna dekh muje sawag jaise lag raha tha.Mai suchu ke ghar aksar jane laga .Aur uski bahen sarika ko pata liya.Aur uske sath phn pe chating raat bhar. Then she looked thoughtful. “But should I maybe talk to Hansie first? I’ve warned him about being careful who he sleeps with; he might be nervous; he might worry I’ll be angry. We’ve talked a lot, I know he’ll be happy if he knows I want it like this. Why don’t you go to your cabin and wait? Give me half an hour. Either I’ll send Hansie along, or come myself to tell you he’s not keen. But I’m sure he will be.”That made sense. She squeezed my hands again. “Thank you, Annie. If you do this, I. He had no reason to think anything like that. If Sylvia had any secrets, it probably involved cheating on a test in high school, or maybe spilling a drink on her prom dress.In the apartment, he changed and dug out the leftovers. He flipped on the TV as they warmed in the microwave, then ate as he watched sports highlights and waited for Sylvia.Sylvia came in, smiling as she dropped onto the couch next to Troy. The meeting had gone well, so she was tired but happy. "Hi," she said, swinging her.