Atrakhandhu adhinte suham thalakku pidichirikkukayaa…. Adhu poatte, yivarude vivarananghal khettappol aanimishathil ninghalodoppam undaakaan pattadh...runnadhil khedham thonni, yennalum adhenikum khoodi anubhavikkan pattanjadhil yivide kheezhe oruthi paribhavichu karanjhu karanjhu olippichu vasakhedaayirikkaya… neeyonnu samadhanippikkille….pls… avarude vsyamaaya sneha nirbhandhathinu vazhanghi, aa khaandhariyude muna odikkaan thayarayappozhe, aliyammayude vastranghal apprathyshamaayi… poakki. “And do you have anyone in mind?” “Not one, but two. They are old friends of mine and they are my partners in fun… Suzy Miller and Pauline Clark”, answered Lydia. “And how they could help?”, Chris asked. “They don’t know as much of bars as any of us, I believe, but pretty much like me they know how to party and they can give a good view about what kind of place people like to go”, the blonde woman explained. “I think it worth the shot. Will you bring them here to meet us?” “I think it’s better. ’ ‘Okay.’ Ryan closed her eyes and took a long, slow breath. ‘Thanks for calling, Bax. I didn’t know what to do.’ ‘It’s not a problem. And I know it’s scary. I had a concussion a couple of years ago and those first few days after aren’t easy, but we know more than we did even then. We’ve got a good medical staff and no one’s going to rush him back.’ ‘He’ll probably be doing that himself,’ Ryan said. ‘He’ll hate not being able to play.’ ‘Yeah, probably. It’d be like you hurting your hand or. If the men were friendly at our first meeting, now they treated me like a brother or a son. Envy, jealousy, selfishness didn’t seem to have any place in their lives; dissembling unnecessary among those who had no need to hide anything but their existence. These people were the perfect foster family, the kind I’d often fantasized about growing up.As the days, weeks and months flowed by, my life became practically idyllic. Somewhere along the way, the big chip permanently affixed to my shoulder.