I had to use a pair of scissors first, dumping the clumps of hair into the toilet so they wouldn’t clog up the tub drain. Then I took my razor out,...lathered up, and carefully scraped away what hair remained. It was difficult since I couldn’t see what I was doing and was afraid of cutting myself – how would I explain it if I had to go to the hospital? But after three tries, I finally got it to the point that I couldn’t feel any stubble anywhere. Just for good measure, although I’d just done. Some of the moments there seemed to flash forward into one another, no bridge between them. But I believe we both remembered everything when we touched. Frames of image and sound shuffled forward after you gently pulled away, cheeks already slightly flushed from such sudden warmth spilling through your body. You softly said to come inside; that we had stood in the cold long enough. In the living room, most people were still oblivious, still partying and drinking the night away. Your hand was in. Ava athukku “naan en intha padangellam paakanum antha maadhiri aalu naan illanu sonna”.Appuram en room attached bathroom la thuni thuvaikka pona. Ange poittu”ungallukku enna aachu? Evlo naal nalla paiyanthane iruntheenga?? Eppadiyellam nadanthukka maateengale” nu sonna. Naanum oru namattu sirippu sirichen.Athukku “eppadiyellam panna naan velaikku vara matten, mama kitta itha pathi sollittu velaya vittutu ninnuduven”nu bayamuruthuna.Naanum, ”Sorry naanthan ungala ithuvaraikkum thottadhu kooda. After what seemed forever they stopped and the doors opened. She was roughly grabbed and dragged around what she assumed were halls. Faint music was playing in the background. She was brought suddenly to her feet. Her hood was removed, but before she could get more than a glimpse of her surroundings, she was unconscious again. —————————————————————————————————————————————— CHAPTER THREE When she woke again she was tied to another bed. This time though, it was different. She was not on her back,.