I hadn’t cried for me, but now I was crying for Mum, for what her father had done to her.“It was a long time ago, honey. That’s over now.” She...leaned forward and kissed the tear off my cheek.I felt myself rushing into my future. It was like I was sitting in the driver’s cabin of a train, watching it happen. My future loomed there in front of me. I spun the steering wheel of the train, trying to avoid it, but of course my life had no choice but to follow the tracks laid down for it. I smashed. Oh well, they can't be that hard to get. I figured the automatic would be the quietest but would have to make sure I picked up those tiny casings. I also wanted to find a noise suppressor for the .308. That was a really great weapon for a sniper and Special Forces had silencers for that rifle. I wonder how much a barrel with a silencer would cost.I went to Sandra's condo, parked among a bunch of cars, and used my binoculars to look at every car within two hundred yards. I knew someone had to be. ”“Aw! C’mon, Gramps! Be a rebel! Live a little!” She laughed brightly. “I’ll give you a kiss if you do!”I smiled and reminded her, “Yesterday you told me I could kiss you anytime I wanted, young lady.”“I’ve changed my mind now I know how much you like kissing me.”“How very female of you,” I observed.“That’s right! It’s a girl’s prerogative to change her mind. What did you bring for lunch?”“Sandwiches. Salami and Velveeta cheese spread.”“Not! What did you really bring?” she asked. “Have you ever. I ignored him and went into the room and closed the curtains. The trial rooms in our store just had curtains instead of doors. I removed my saree and unhooked my blouse from behind. When I was about to remove my blouse Abhay stormed into the trial room and closed the curtain. I was shocked and covered my chest with both my hands, like a bollywood heroine who was about to get raped. I pushed Abhay aside and peeped through the curtain to see what his mom was doing. She was still arranging the.