Mene khana khaya kosis ki mami se puchne ki kya baat h itne khush kese ho par puch nahi paya or bache b aa gaye the…..Mai fir shaam ko bhar chla gay...…..Raat ko aaya khana vana khaya aaj light b thi par mai fir b jb sb sone jaa rahe the toh mami k piche piche unke room m chle gaya….Mami ne mere liye alag se charpai bicha rakhi thi mai hairan ho gaya ki alag charpai…..Mera muh bn gaya or mai charpai par lait gaya…. Jb sb sone lage light bnd ho gayi to dhire se mami mere kaan k paas aakr boli todi. "Set that up for early next week."He got up out of his chair."I assume I'll see you both tomorrow morning in the gym," and he left the room.MaryAnn leaned over and read the note."That scares you, doesn't it?" More than you could possibly know. In high school I had to give a speech in front of my English class. I was so bad that I'm sure they were all laughing at me." Let me look at that again. It doesn't say public speaking course; it just says a Dale Carnegie course. Maybe there are other. ”“I mean having a girl who cares about me so much will certainly have that effect on anyone.”Surprisingly Sarah replied, “You're kidding, aren’t you? I mean why would you be interested in me I’m somewhat? Let’s say inferior to other girls. I don’t have their looks or overt slutiness which seems to attract so many of the boys.”I quietly thought to myself about a response to such an out-of-character remark hoping I could both, compliment my best friend and make her consider a little. Curled on her side, she sobbed into her pillow, praying her son would stay out for the whole day."Mother!" Chuck's voice called from the living room.Dorothy flinched and shook all over. No. Please."Mother?" His voice was outside her door.She wrapped the pillow around her head trying to bury her unquenchable sobs.He knocked lightly. "Mother, I can hear you." Oh, Chuck. Mommy needs some sleep. Can you come back later?"Chuck opened the door. "No. I need you right now."His mother peeked at him, her.