It's gonna work. I'm gonna make it better."Gloria's warrior seemed to come alive and snatch him out of the raging flood that was sweeping him away. He...believed her, even though his mind couldn't lay hold of any logical reason he should. "I know, I know," he said.Candy turned away and walked towards the stove. A transparent veil of threads hung in front of the sharp curves that the short-shorts couldn't contain. The babysitter was back. "You want some herbal tea?"Evan stared like she had asked. When I was in 9th, she was around 24 got married and soon her husband got posted to USA. Few days before they could leave, they lived in my house.The first incident took place a day before they left. My parents were out, her husband (lets call him K) was watching TV in the living room, Soumya was packing in my parents room while I sat on the bed in pretext of studying hoping to catch a glimpse at her.But as usual she was wearing a black dupatta on her pink salwar. A little while after K came. I knew I had my bike with me but I wanted to take them home where i knwe they would be safe (yeah right). I put my bike in an ovedrnight garage and got into a taxi and took them home. We got to their house and went inside. The girls lit some candles and toled me to take a seat. I sat down and then they explained to me that they were not into men and that they were married to each other. They wanted to have sex with each other and they wanted me to watch. Well, who the hell was i to argue. They. He wasjust Steve, same father-figure to the boys that he always was wheneverhe was around the boys. He took them under his wing and taught them whathe knew, it was clear that they revered him but he didn't let thatchange who he was to them.Philip's popularity was clear, everyone in school was trying to get toknow him. There was only one kid who avoided him, a new girl that yearnamed Marta Eliot who tried hard to not get noticed by any of the kids.He asked his friend about her but nobody knew.