Please save it. Whenever there is anything like this you can call me direct on this number.I think I was whistling at that time, did she just device a...way to connect with me with her mobile number? I need to push this. So I asked…Sarma: Shall I come to your house and see your husband? If he is ok?Gayatri: yes sir, please come. You can see. My husband I mean. He might be asleep but you should not mind.I won’t mind that at all. So I went.Gayatri opened the door. For someone whose husband is ill,. I could tell; the trouble was, he was doing it using psychology for toddlers. He was using techniques and approaches that are designed to get a ten-year-old to talk to you, not a mature woman who’s probably smarter than he was. When he tried, it both made me angry that he was trying in such a stupid way, and sad that this was where we were. He saw the divide and was trying, but in such a way as to make the chasm even greater than it was in the first place.Back to the moment. The words were out. Ideas, please.”It was the first time that we’d really had a discussion about one of the aspects we were learning that went beyond fifteen minutes. After we’d discussed, Doc told us to put the puzzle on paper and come up with a concept sketch of a tesseract.“What’s that?” one of my classmates asked.“The fourth dimensional analog of a cube,” I responded automatically. Everyone looked at me. “Uh ... I don’t know what it looks like,” I said. “Madeleine l’Engle talks about it in her book A Wrinkle. I can see the image now; me in an alluring outfit, and my red hair glistening in the sun, it will certainly make him want to make love to me right there on the beach. I assume it’s a secluded one or at least I hope so, as I may want to go commando.My thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the phone. “Hello.”“Hi baby, its Don, can he talk or is this a bad time?”“Well if you’re worried about you know who, he never came home. So we can talk all we want.”“Good, I was hoping he wasn’t around.