”I looked over at Marianna in surprise. I had no idea she was paying much attention to my playing. That was a very nice ego boost. I smiled my thank... and we started to talk about what we wanted to play. Mitzi sat just off to one side of John and was watching him. I wondered if it was going to be a problem between them. He was different and that can put some people off. I hoped not because I was pretty sure the group would vote in favor of John if it ever came to that.At some point, John was. Happily ever after, eh? Like most free-spirited feminists I knew, this was not my dream at all. Yet David was from a traditional upbringing with a stay-at-home-mom and a few notions about the way women should be, despite me proving that there are things that good girls can do and exceptional things that any woman could do with the right amount of effort. I wanted to go to college, travel the world and do something groundbreaking with my writing. It’s funny how one of those dreams fell flat as. After a while of seeing her daily and interacting with her and talking to her, I began to develop feelings towards her. (She wasn’t the first maid that I have developed feelings towards but thats for another story. I began to ask her about her life in Indonesia, and how she feels about Kuwait. She said ‘Kuwaiti f****y not good, always talking bad to you and say do this do that. No rest, I am human and I get tired.’ I can sense she had alot of ranting to do as I do understand and sympathize. The laptop was open. Plugged-in headphones lay on the desk at the side. The screen displayed one message: Installation Complete. Okay, then. I turned to leave, but realized that the office was really musty. And humid, as if someone had been in there a long time. I opened a window and left. ‘Installed,’ I said, settling onto the couch next to him. ‘What was it?’ ‘New operating system. What’d I hear in there?’ ‘Opening a window. Air was kind of stale in there.’ ‘Heh. Yeah, I guess it would.