Dave murmured something indistinct as a response but it wasn’t a wholesale agreement; that was for sure. I reckoned it was just a cocky response of ...is own; again like the ones that men made to other men when they thought their wives weren’t listening. Then I was sure I heard Ben say, “Maybe she’ll give you another spanking, eh?” Dave definitely shushed Ben up. I was livid and went upstairs. When I heard the front door close I called Dave to the bedroom. He walked in sheepishly looking across. Maria,” Mr. Krishnan’s doctor said as Fr. Zachariah watched on with a cheerful face.“I think it’s the psychological treatment that has benefited more than these medicines, isn’t it doc?” the priest asked. “What makes you say that Fr.?” The Doc asked probably not enjoying the credit being given to some one else.“Last day, I was talking to Mr. Krishnan. He was happier than I had ever seen him. In place of disappointment and despair, I saw hope and optimism. He said he was looking forward to. His blood was hot from anger, from the adrenaline, and he was still buzzed from the wine, though slightly off kilter from the weed. He wished he hadn’t smoked the weed. He was having a strange mixture of thoughts and visions. For a little while the field looked like a scene from a faery-tale. He imagined tall horses with black riders racing along over the irregular blotches of snow. He liked these visions. But after a while the field was different. He saw soldiers running towards the center of. *I’m sorry, I know it isn’t what you want to hear from me right now but I am sorry. And the next…. *Lillia, I am sorry… *How did you know I was going to be there? Did you know I was going to be there? Were you following me? *We can work this out, I swear! *I wish you would call or text me. *We need to talk about this don’t be a child. *Where are you, I’m at home now and you are not here. I need to know that you are safe. *God dammit Lil, please respond to me! *Your mother called, bitching at.