Can you believe there are only two hundred people living there? Damn, we have that many ranch hands working out on our West Texas spread north of Stan...on. Why, I can't imagine anyone wanting to live in such a nothing place.Well, it was pretty obvious to me that the parental units were playing another one of their silly little games, again. Sure wish I could do something to end this crap once and for all.I knew what they had in mind all right and it was the same old shit. Yep, they want me to. Chehara ata tasa thoda surkutlela pan kes matra ajunahi baryapaiki kale hote.Tyanchi unchihi tashi barich hoti. Kaku nehamich taaptip rahat. Tya nehami cotton chya fikat color chya saadya nesat. Haatat 2-3 hirvya baandya, galyaat mottha mangalsutra ani kapalavar chotishi tikli asa tyancha nehamicha poshakh. Ani tyancha bolna tar itka laghavi hota ki vicharu naka. Maazi aai pan Radha kakunna khupach maanat ase. Baryachda aai baba doghehi kaka ani kakuncha salla ghet asat. Malahi kaku agdi. So this is fiction – just a letter such a I might have been writing home on that day. But the facts are real – this is what it was really like. +++++++++ 5 December, 1965 My Love, I ache- what can I say? You’re 12,000 miles away and I miss you, I miss your thighs and taste of your body. I see in the stars the gleam of your eyes gazing up at me and the satiated smirk- the cat that ate the canary, though ’twas no feather on your lips. Ooooh!! 10 months yet! You’ll be bowlegged for a week–Hell,. It was only a couple minutes later that they were back under the deck with the dirt and spider webs, looking at the painted over window."Well, it looks like whoever painted the wall down here did a really good job," Freddie observed. "It looks like they musta put three or four coats on it." I can tell you that Mom and Dad didn't do it," Jerry said, "I've seen pictures of the house when they bought it, and this dark brown is the color it was when then. I remember it was brown when Dad painted.