Aunty: kahari ku gehinchhu ki nahin. Mu: na.Aunty: mote gehin bu ki. Mu: aunty tume jadi gehinbaku daba tahele gehin bi. Aunty:hau mo saya au blause k...oli de(mu kholi deli).Mu: aunty tumara ete badabada doodha kemiti hela. Aunty: tora kanakichhi mane nahi.Mu:nai kichhi mane paduni ta.Aunty: tora kichhi mane nahi, to aja ghare kehi nathilabele akutia mane paduchhi.Mu: haan tike tikeAunty: school re padhuthila bele to mo doodha bahut thar chipu thilu.Mu: haan mane padila(piladine sanga hoi tution. ‘Mmm Can I take some when we go. Ben?’ ‘Of course you can, it will be my pleasure. I showed her my shed where I kept all my tools and which I used also as a general purpose garden shed. ‘It’s a well designed shed and very neat and tidy, almost like it has had a woman’s touch, Julie said with that lovely smile again. ‘I wish’ I said quite without thinking. She gleamed and her eyes told me she was interested. Then, all of a sudden she said could she close the door as it was a bit draughty. ‘Of. Bullsh--.”“Hey, Fredericka, easy on the language, OK?” Sarah interrupted.“Sorry. Anyway, I’d gone on a date with this guy. I’d met him through another group at school. They were sort of wannabe stoners, if you know what I mean. I didn’t do any of that crap myself, at least not back then, but I fancied myself a big rebel.” She shrugged and put her hands out in a ‘what can I say,’ kind of gesture.“I did the whole anti-parent thing. Stayed out late, didn’t tell them where I was, cut classes. She tried to listen to the music but she still wasn’t entertained. She had plenty of room to lay down on the seat of the truck, as long as her knees were folded up. She lay on her back and counted the bumps they went over in the road. After a half an hour she sat up. She’d gotten an idea of how to entertain herself. She switched off the music and tied up her hair into a messy bun. ‘How good of a driver are you?’ she asked Ronnie. ‘I’m a great driver.’ he answered with a questioning tone in his.