He was in hell, surely this was hell.Daphne woke, for a moment she was unaware of her situation, but the bright girl soon understood. "Sir, release me... This is an outrage, I am a citizen of the British Empire - you can not treat me in this abominable way." British Empire! Pish, pash, posh to your recent empire. I come from true Imperial stock, as does your Prince Consort. Europe is the hub that shall shape the world, not this tiny island. Your Empire will soon pass, Prussia will rise once. She looked so beautiful but sad. Her wishes of owning a car and other costly things were fulfilled due to her rich hubby in the gulf. But I was not so sure about the desires of a woman, I got a feeling she was not very happy. Her sis-in-law too had gone to her parents and Sindhu was all-alone with her mother (my aunt). I was thinking to myself about how happy she must be with all the costly things she was getting from her hubby. It used to be her childhood dream to wear those nice costly. I tried to give them the benefit of the doubt as I marched up the sidewalk leading to my pad. Perhaps David was just helping her move something. ‘It is possible,’ I kept thinking to myself in desperation as I clutched the half-dozen roses tightly. I was fortunate the thorns were trimmed off. As I stood in front of the door to my apartment (C-10), I slowly leaned forward and pressed my right ear against it. There were faint moaning and grunting sounds coming from within. That was it! I couldn’t. Last time he'd counted, there'd been only a hundred and fifty-six. It seemed that more showed up nearly every day. They were so stupid and slow that they wouldn't be a problem, except that he only had nine bullets left. He went back to what he thought of as the dirty side of the building, they'd chosen the east side because the wind usually came from the west, and yelled at the dead, waving his arms over his head. They obliged him by moving closer, reaching for him and trying to climb the wall..