From her expression I realized tha she wanted to say this too but as I was against the concept of keeping someone else with us in the outhouse she did...’t say anything. So then the search for a maid began. We called up the previous owners and asked them whether they knew anyone. They were friendly with us and told us that their maid had gone back to their village but they recollected hearing that one of her friends was looking for a job. They were the ones who set us up with rani. My wife was. The inside of the place was something else altogether. It was a hodge-podge of colors, as if some demented interior decorator had decided it would be so much fun to use every color in the rainbow, and more than once. But, to the man, it also had a strange hominess to it. This is the kind of place a man, he mused, could feel right at home in. Especially when sitting in one of the two plush chairs that look to be about the size of a car.The same voice he had heard before, yelled again, "Up here,. She called the gas company and they quickly sent someone out, but they pinpointed the leak as coming from her hot water heater, something they weren’t responsible for. They shut off the gas to the heater, passed on a list of repair-people she would have to pay for the repair, and left her to a promise of cold showers in the near future.Fortunately, one of the repair guys, Jorge Heating and Air, was able to drop by in the early evening to make a quick estimate. Jorge turned out to be a tall fit. They gave me dinner which I ate ravenously not having had anything other than a cereal bar since getting up. Finally, as it was getting dark I went home, considering the possibility of avoiding Mom on arrival there. No such luck! As I put the key in the lock, the door was pulled open, and surprised I found my father standing there. “Where were you then? And what the hell happened your face?” “I was helping a friend repairing stone walls on their farm,” I said. Before I answered about my face,.