Once upon a time mere ghar par ek shadi padi thi mai village gaya thaa mere village ke ghar me bahut badi family hai lagabhag 56 log hain sabhi sadi m... aaye the thand ka mausam thaa, us samay 16 years ka thaa aap to janate hoge shadi me bahut kaam padata hai mai bhi bahut kaam kiya aur kafi thak gaya thaa, pata hi nahi chala barat kab aayi aur kab shadi shuru hogayi , raat ke 2 baje mai khali paya aur khana khaa kar sone chala gaya aur, aur sone ka jagah dhoodhane laga kahi jagah nahi miliTabhi. "Kat, my love, I know I haven't said it enough since we met but I love you and have to be one of the luckiest men alive to marry a woman so beautiful. There is something else I need to say while we have a few moments together this morning. Kat, I need to make it very clear to you that me being who I am, and what I personally believe in, I want to explain something to you. The vows we are about to take today are, to me, written in stone and I will never break them as long as we are alive. I have. Also, there was the idea that this novel should be published anonymously. I, however, disliked this idea from the get-go for two reasons. First, for the reader, it would have interrupted a thematic continuity established with Noble McCloud, and second, it wouldn’t have allowed the reader to chart my literary development, or more importantly, find justification for what I may write in the future in the pages of my past.Certainly there are risks and dire consequences for publishing this work. “This isn't fucking funny!” Lia called out, this time more forcefully and frustrated. “Stop fucking around!” Lia called out. Growing tired of whatever was going on, Lia started towards her locker when she heard a shower turn on. Her desire to face her tormentor overwhelmed her common sense as she started towards the sound. By the time she arrived, the stall was empty. Steam poured from the stall as the water blasted the empty floor. Lia heard a noise, but before she could turn, she was.