You write the hottest stories I’ve ever read. Are they all true, though? Do you really get it on with all those women you write about?’ ‘The sto...ies are mostly true but I do embellish a little.’ ‘I especially love the stories about you with a bunch of people, like the Christmas caroling one. I envy the people in them and I’d love to join you sometime.’ I looked at Pam and Ruthie. They could hear out conversation and they were smiling and nodding their heads to me. ‘I’m sure that can be. We have talked to all of the warriors. They weren't happy about the women and children being killed, but could see that young pups grow up to be wild dogs too. After talking to all of the village, it is decided that you were the only warrior that did what had to be done, and that they are all ashamed of themselves for not doing it a long time ago. They each expect you to beat them with a stick." Fighting Hawk smiled at the joke."How about I send my women around to handle the beatings?" Gray. ” Sheela said, “Just joking yaar not today. I am actually thinking of going home, have a slight headache.”Palash said, “In fact, I am leaving early today. Chal I will drop you.” It was just after lunch time around 1.30. Sheela said, “It’s too early I will leave by 4.00 pm.”“Kya Sheela, chal na kalti marte hain. Let’s do some time pass.”She agreed and said, “Ok you go, and I will join you from the signal.” Palash waited for Sheela at the road signal for almost 20 minutes and had called her. Without their influence, pleading, begging, brow-beating, hand-holding, critical eyes, and gushing praise, the story that follows would never have been started, let alone written. You two are THE BEST! My life is forever richer for having you both in it. Disclaimers: This story is a work of fiction, and no resemblance to anyone living, dead, or undead is intended or implied. If you think otherwise, you need to get a life. And,.