I brought my hand up and ran it through her hair, “You’re so stubborn.” After a few minutes, I pulled my hand from her hair and took hold of her...shoulder. “C’mon.” I carefully rolled her over onto the bed next to me. She groaned in protest and went all dead weight on me, making it difficult to get her completely off. She finally flopped onto her back next to me and sighed tiredly. “Ow,” she moaned. “What?” “My stomach hurts.” I would be lying if I said I wasn’t confused. “Why?” . It suited her and her bare neck looked simply gorgeous. I liked what I saw and had difficulty hiding it. As I've already mentioned, she had emerald green eyes and although they looked very sexy, they didn't have that 'come hither look that perhaps brown eyes have, but nevertheless she did know how to use them. I could see she was inspecting me, just as critically as I had her only done moments ago and felt a thrill run down my spine. I gave her my best smile. She released my hand and smiled. But my dad was also going on a business trip the same day. So she said it will be a pain for my sister to cook all the meals and do the household chores. I was very upset and tried hard to explain her that i will take good care of my sister. My sister too wanted a night with me and so she started telling my mom that it’s her regular duty to do.Well she lives in a hostel and has to cook her own meals as the one that is served there is very unhealthy and tasteless. But my mom was in no mood to. After some effort, I was amazed to see the scratch disappear completely. Not only that, but the scene through that part of the globe seemed much clearer and more life-like, even through the snow squall inside.I squeezed more polish onto my cloth and worked outward from the clear spot. I have no idea how long I rubbed that scrap of David's life on the snow glove, but the repetitive motion relaxed me almost like a long soak in a warm tub of bubbles. My mind wandered, as it always does, to.