The local restaurant down the street was filling and tasty. Some cooks know how to bake a meatloaf ... and some don't. This one was delicious.Welcome ...o the land of sweet tea.The walk around the inn's gardens relieved seat-butt tension.The shower was roomy and hot, the bed was well received, breakfast was southern style, and their hosts were unpretentious folks. No fancy and high priced chain hotel with moldy chinese wallboard and thin walls. The Claryville was built by craftsman and lovingly. "I don't know if I can afford it. How much will it cost?" Not more than a twenty. If you need more during the evening, I'll slip you some and you can pay me back. I really want to go out with this guy." Okay, I guess. What should I wear?" Just a sport shirt and jeans. We will be going to a movie and maybe have a beer after." When is this going to take place?" Tomorrow night. My date is going to pick me up at seven-thirty." Who is your new boyfriend? Is it someone I know?" You've met him, but. Torje was in attendance. He checked them up and prescribed the required medicine."Mr. Raja, you have done a fine thing today by opening your house to this poor girl," he said, "Now she has at least a fighting chance of survival." Don't worry Doctor she will survive," I said with conviction.Next ten days revolved around Nasta and her children. Nasta must have been lovely before poverty and illness took their toll. She was very fair with beautiful light brown eyes and light brown hair. High cheek. Isi bich humare kisi relative ne mummy or uncle ko dekh liye the. lakin mummy ko pata nhi tha . bo relative papa se iss bare me bat ki tab papa or mummy ke bich bahut jhagda hua tha. ghar ki ijjat ghar me rhe isiliye papa shant ho gaye kisi se kuch kahe nhi. or mummy bhi chup ho gayi thi. lakin ek din papa ne mujhe call kar ghar aane ko kahe. mai papa ke kahne par ghar chala gaya. itfak se tabhi hi papa bhi ghar aa gaye or unke sath humare bo relative bhi tha. mai sab kuch samajh chuka tha or.