Mostly because I might have to correct any problems that arise, but also because it helps me understand how you think while you’re focused on a spel.... The more I know about you, the more you benefit from what I teach you.” He pointed at my glass. “Now drink up. I’m sure the pressure will ease with each swallow.”I wanted to argue, but held my tongue instead. I had no reason to dispute anything he said. I just didn’t like his attitude. I poured a second glass and started drinking again. With each. So there I was, freezing my bollocks off. Again. I heard footsteps coming from the other end of the small platform, obviously a female from the sound of the shoes on the concrete, and to relieve the boredom of counting along to the ticks of the station clock I glanced over. Then, for just a brief moment, time stood still. It was her! It HAD to be her! WAS it her?! It had been many years since the first time I saw her, but I instantly recognised that face.....I should explain a little bit who. Martha thought for a moment, "Okay, but we'll have to phone your father and make sure it's okay." She said to Andy."I suppose, he was gonna sort out Mr. Wilson, I donno what happened but he just left with some men! And I knew that he couldn't do anything!" Andy said.Lorna smiled, she understood some of the reasons, but now knew that Andy didn't, he wasn't part of the group... yet!They arrived at Martha's and Lorna's house where Lorna took Andy into the hallway, and then she turned and faced. 'No Arti didi I can't. It tastes awful' Malti protested.'Malti drink up. I don't like wastage' I said trying to make amends for my earlier thoughtless remark. Malti pinched her nose and finished the coke in one long draught. When we reached the suite the MD was waiting for us.'Where is Swami?' he asked.'He is on his way' Arti said, 'but in the meanwhile I suggest you start with the interview'.MD started asking her the usual questions. Suddenly Malti caught her head and said, 'Oh I feel so.