”I laughed, and patting the bed, said “So ... sit for a while and relax ... you’re not in a hurry to go, are you?”“No, saheb...” she mumbl...d softly, and tentatively came and sat at the foot of the bed near my feet.As I looked at her, I noticed that she was pressing the index finger of her left hand with the choli, trying to take care of a cut on her finger.“What happened ... how did you cut your hand?”“It’s nothing saheb ... I was chopping some vegetables this morning and I nicked my finger.”. What about you? Is there a young lady in your life, Rajveer?”“Not at present,” I answered. “I was married for five years, but things didn’t work out.”Prabha smiled at me. “It’s her loss because you seem like a decent young man. You’re what, at least twenty-eight?”I laughed heartily. “Try Forty, Prabha.”“My goodness; Beverly down the hall is also in her thirties. I know she’s divorced with a couple of children, but she’s very nice and a hard worker. Not many young people nowadays know the. She slipped it into the player and after experimenting with a few switches the room vibrated to the raucous sound of lads from Liverpool's rendition of "A Hard Day's Night." Maureen winced and exclaimed, "Turn it down just a little, dear."Luckily for me, the Beatles eliminated any possibility of further conversation about the Castle. Leaning toward Bridget, I said, "Could I talk with you upstairs for a moment."Saying we'd be right back, Bridget and I excused ourselves and I led her up the. Evelyn said nothing, she just stared at her naked husband and daughter on the floor. She turned to make sure the front door was locked, then placing her luggage down. "Honey?, say something," said Rick.Evelyn stared out the window, thru the curtains, silent.She took a deep breath and told Megan to stand up.Megan began crying, not knowing what to expect. "Honey, don't be mad at her, it was my fault," Rick said.Evelyn looked at Rick, no emotion on her face, "Your fault, huh?" Y-y-yes honey, my.