‘Shhhhhh,’ he shushed her. ‘No need to worry about them now. You need your rest too. How do you feel?’ ‘Good,’ she replied, slowly licking...her chapped lips. ‘Normal… and sleepy.’ ‘I’m tired too,’ he whispered reassuringly. ‘Get some rest now. I’ll be right here.’ She barely heard what he said, as sleep was already drifting over her. He pressed his lips against the back of her head, kissing her damp hair protectively as he too let sleep overtake him. When Liana next awoke, she woke with a start.. With both my parents working, everyday almost all of my post school hours were spent in her house. Soon her mother too grew extremely fond of me and she so whole heartedly approved my visits that she called me up if my arrival was delayed beyond the usual time of 2 pm. Thereafter we retreated in her room, at the back of the home, and no one disturbed us there till late evenings. Free and unobtrusive from any prying eye, our relationship matured rapidly. There was only an outward pretence of. She felt a special soft spot for her little sister, an almost protective role. It wasn't that she didn't trust him. It was like.. Maybe Abigail was her little gem. One she might have damaged due to her idiocy. She did decide to call him though, knowing his voice would calm her down from whatever nerves were getting to her. The phone rang a few times before he picked up. "Is something wrong, Miss Beatrice?" "N-no Sir. I just needed to say h-hi. I missed your voice." she missed a. Ase mhanun aali zaadu gheun khaali vaakali.Sachin che tar dolech baher aale. Karan aai vaaklya mule tiche balls spasta disat hote tine bra ghatla navta. Pappa pan bagat hote. Sachin chya lakshyat aale ki pappa bhagatayet. Pan pappa fakt hasle. Sachin pan hasla. Aai muddanch jaast vaakat hoti. Ticha padar khali padala. Tine to parat na gheta tasch thevala. Sachin cha baburao aata ubha zaala hota.Papa: Kalpana aga saadi kharab hoyil tuzhi ek kaam kar tu saadi kadhunch taak.Mala ekdum shock.