“Okay, I’ll clean up the guest bedroom for his visit.” replied Savita’s mom.“Mom, who is Kunal uncle?” asked Savita suddenly curious about...their new guest.“Don’t you remember him? He used to be your father’s college room-mate. He and your father were very close friends.” replied her Mom.“Ohhh you mean Kunal chacha! He used to get me those tasty cream filled chocolates.”-“I’ve never met his son though. I wonder what he’s like.” said Savita and smiled.Suddenly Raj’s mom got a surprised look on. I got a laugh at watching his eye light up."It isn't French cooking but it is very good for peasant cooking," he said,"You mean most cooking in France isn't peasant cooking?" I asked."Not the really good French food. Sure the run of the mill food you would get in a roadside tavern is like this for breakfast. We have a different kind of bread but this is still very good, in that rustic kind of way."Right," I said. Sylvia just smiled.I was about to ask her what she found so amusing, before I. Sally wasn't particularly over the moon about him watching, and whilst Katy would prefer he didn't, the idea of being able to go somewhere safe whenever they wanted was enough for her. He could watch her as often as he wanted for that. They kissed and caressed a few moments longer, but the mood had been destroyed, so they got dressed.Jake's flat was only two miles away, and by the end of a fortnight the two girls were going there most days, usually when Jake was out at work, and a few evenings. Each was a small colorful advertisement tosell children cheap candy. Yuuto took more pictures with his camera. Alittle grin grew across his face. His father had been a fan of differentcandies when he was a child. Since he worked he couldn't get into it asmuch as he might have liked. Though he did always bring him any newflavors of Kit Kat that he could find.The dagashi had a dozen different advertisements that had survived, andfor once he was able to find a date; 18th Year of Showa. He took.