"I'll put the kettle on," I say to her, as I walk into the kitchen. Shethen follows me in and then she surprises me again."Do you mind if I smoke?" sh... says as I give her a little smile."No my dear, not at all. In fact, I was going to have one myself andoffer you one," I say to her as she laughs at what I have just said."Thanks," she says as she puts a cigarette between her soft pink lips andgrabs a lighter from her purse."No problem my dear," I say as she blows out a nice thick cloud of. You cook for us all the time. It's my turn." I smile and I kiss his cheek before I strain to open the freezer. "It's on the table." "What?" I ask, turning around to look at Danny who has finally decided to speak. He points to the edge of the table where a blue rectangle of cloth sits. "Your ice pack." "Oh," I nod and I grab it, sitting down across from him I pull my leg up, wrapping the cloth around my ankle, sighing at the relief, "Thank you." "No problem. Now will you tell me why the fuck. That was long before high school though. Before things turned ugly.Alyssa, coffee in hand, padded over to sit next to Mom. I watched the two of them for a Moment, and noticed the resemblance between them. Their blond hair, their blue eyes, and their similar body types. They reminded me of Faith in all the same ways. I had features that made me look more like dad, dark hair, dark eyes, and an average male build. Yeah, everything Faith told me about our family relations had to be true.I finally. We settled down and the bus began to move, all the pickup points were covered but not a lot of ppl got on, the 3rd berth in our cabin was left empty, it was good we had privacy, it was cold outside and the cabin got really cold really fast, this sardar guy was at ease as his head was covered with a big turban and he would not feel the cold in his face, these sardar men are usually rough and tough, I put on my woolen hat and he asked me what I was doing and I told him the usual things, that I.