Or whase chali gai jane ke bad jab me apne friend se mila or mera bahcpan me ek bast friend tha usko ham bahut satate the muje uski yad aai or me apne...ek friend ko shat leke uske gar jane laga uske gar me uske mami papa or ek sister rehte he jab wha pahucha to wo ladki kapde dhorhi thi mene ushidekhke smil di or gar me chala gaya anda jane ke bad pata chala ki ye uski behan he thodi der bat karne ke bad wo andar aai usne bat karte karte uski or meri b pehchan ho gai ab kya tha roj me uske gar. I was talking with my friends Linh and Ngoc about my life, about Tim, about my options for the future. They both work at the same company. It was clear that I had something like three options.Option One was that I would stay in Viet Nam and that my parents would look for a Vietnamese guy for me, that I would marry him, even if I didn't like him. Then I would have two or three children and probably be a housewife. This didn't sound so interesting to me.Option Two would be that I would look for. Jack was about to ask when and were he was when the man put up a hand to stop him from talking, " do you know who you are and were you came from" he asked. Jack just shook his head. He sighed the Man then introduce him self " ok well my name is John and we found you in a pod in the middle of the Atlantic I am the presidents right hand man". John ask Jack "what what is your name". Jack being Jack "I will tell you my name if you tell me where am I", "You are in the middle of the Artic circle, the. And you really can talk with Dad. And in fact with mom and the grandparents too ... He can talk with them and relay stuff.Daphne said, “I spent a year in therapy about hearing Dad’s voice. Nothing she said ever sounded right. Is this really true?”“Well, have sex with a guy and try it out.”“I don’t want to just ‘have sex with a guy’. Most girls are different that way, right? And I’ve got my own issues.”“Oh,” said Kyle. “Yeah, that makes sense. Sorry.”He paused several seconds before changing the.