Her long red hair was in a French braid. If it had not been pulled so tightly and braided, it would have been curly. The way it was, the long braid hu...g down her back; almost to her waist. Her wire rimmed glasses gave her a studious look that seemed to match the violin she was testing. She seemed to be dressed typically for her second chair position at the Kansas City Philharmonic.He knew she must have had high heeled boots on. He had recognized the sound. Her floor-length dress had a strip of. Two days passed like this, and I realised with a shock, that the holidays were half over already. How my perception of time had changed! In my feverish mind, I was plotting and scheming – trying to think up a way to see more of Grandma. I even stood outside her door in the middle of the night, trying to work up the courage to sneak in, lift the sheet off her, and see what there might be to see. Its probably a good thing, I wasnt brave enough. And then she had a bath. Now, Gran showers every. " addedSandie"Yeah, and expensive," finished Dorie Lou.The four girls pretended to busy themselves with closing up the shopbut the girl outside intrigued them. She was so tall and slender thatshe would have caught any man's eye. Eventually Simone took the bull bythe horns and stepped into the window to tidy up some beautifullingerie that had bee disturbed by a previous shopper. As she carefullysmoothed the bra and re-arranged the panties on the manikin she smiledat the girl outside the window.. ”He laughed even louder and said “Dude. Gone mad or wat? Dat gal Pooja is a pukka bitch man. Just speak to her half an hour, and she come behind you. Just half an hour over d phone man!!” I didn’t believe him and said “No man. I don think she is such a gal. We better leave this topic.” He said “hmmm okay dude.” And took out my I-pad and was enjoying to music. After about an hour, my stop has come and we both got down.My friend gave me my phone and we bid each other. I reached home which is.