’ Clucking in disapproval Ada went to the pantry and turned with a covered plate. ‘These muffins were baked yesterday, most people prefer to eat t...em fresh. I’ll just have a half and you may demolish the remainder if you wish. If you have been cooking for yourself and biking you’ll be hungry.’ ‘This is a beautiful valley. The best I’ve seen in a month. I’m glad I got lost.’ ‘So am I. I’m glad to have someone interesting to talk to. My neighbors still dwell on how am I coping after the death of. Meine door pe knock kiya. Todhi deer ke baad priya ne door khola. Oska face puri tarah se shock ho gaya tha. oss din osne dress pahena hua tha. Uske baal khule hue the Uske dress ka neck bahut deep tha jisse Uske dhooh bhi thode nazar aa rahe the aur osne apna dupata kamar se bandha hua tha. Uske face aur haat par aata laga hua tha. Vo shayad kitchen mein roti bana rahi thi. Mein osko kiss karne laga. Aur achanak andar se aavaj aae, “Priya, Kaun hai?”. Daar ke priya ne kaha mera collage friend. I could tell she was thinking as she looked at each photo. She slipped one of the photos from the sleeve of the folder. It was a photo of Holly, bending over in a provocative pose, sans underwear, looking back behind her, a lone finger in her mouth. Jenn handed me the photo. “Keep it,” Jenn remarked. “I’ll talk with Holly.” I slipped the photo into my desk. A few days later, I heard a tap on my study room door in the back of the house. Janet, my wife and Jenn’s mother, was gone on a business. Faith was initially elated that she was finally rescued. Her long ordeal was over. But then a fear washed through her body. If Aunt Jane was going to rescue her, why hadn’t she opened the door already? And someone had to own all of those harnesses and that cart. Her aunt was in the practice of enslaving girls, she suddenly realized.“Stand up for me,” Jane said. “Let me get a good look at you.”Faith had become better at getting to her feet during her captivity but, with her hands bound behind.