She had a point. I stared at the rectangular frame by my feet. I stared at the big pile of logs we had manhandled here. If I split them, I had much mo...e wood. How could I split them?Mataoka left me to think about it. I went and got a stake I had sharpened to make a fence post of, and tried to jam it in the end of the nearest log, where there already was the start of a natural split. It stuck, so I grabbed a short tree fork I had shaped as a mallet and hit the end of the stake. There was a twang. Unke family me sirf ek husband the jinki umar 31 ki thi aur unki wife ki umar lagbhag 28 ki rahi hogi wo log dusare sahar se aye hue the jo naye the unke husband ki posting huie thi yaha ke ek bank me assistant manager ki post pe yuhi kuch din nikal gaye so padosi hone ke karan unse acchi baatchit Shuru ho gaie thi wo bhabhi hamesha subhe ka kaam nipta ke hamare ghar aa jaya karti thi aur bhaiya subhe 9:30am pe apne office chale jaya karte the unka koi baccha na hone ke karan ghar pe akele boor. Two tiny red-haired pixies headed over to the only group of people waiting to enter the park — us.Suzette gazed at all the people who were around me with an odd look. I know she recognized Bailey, but the vast amount of women and children seemed to amaze her. Maybe because it was six more friends than she'd ever known me to have.She held tightly to Lexi's hand as I made the introductions. Melissa and Tanner were chattering at each other in whatever language they used, and Timothy was jumping up. Please do not duplicate, copy, print, distribute or exchange this piece without the expressed written permission of the authorThe flames were flickering brightly; As If Dancing with life. The fireplace had already captured the heat from the fire. Ryan was sitting on the floor in front of the fireplace leaning back on the edge of the couch. Ryan sipped a cup of coffee slowly, allowing the aromatic vapors to fill her senses. All of Ryan's senses were accepting what the evening offered; the heat.