The Captain must have seen something in my face because he grabbed me by the arm ordering me to sit down."How did you know he was out there?" Starch."...Starch?" Yea, we don't use it because of just the reason he was caught. It makes anything you touch give off a scratching sound like a branch rubbing a solid surface. I must have heard it when he went to one knee and accidentally rubbed the wall. Maybe we found the leak we been worried about." Probably Sarge, he started about a week before we. I ain't ashamed to say I spent most of the night cryin' and pulling my hair tryin' to think of somethin'. I started in on the beer after a while and then stopped. Figured I'd be no use to anyone if I got trashed. Some of us, well, a few decided it was too much. A couple took a bullet and a couple tried liquor and pills. Hell, I don't know how I would have stood it if I'd went to my neighbors house who was supposed to be watchin' my kids and found my kids toys and backpacks and no kids. I can't. Mere pati official kam ke silsile me bahar the, kariban do-tin mahine huye the maine apne pati ke sath nasoye huye, lekin mere ghar ke pas wali ghar me jo naukar tha wo har raat mujhe apne hawas ki sikar banata thha. Sab sone par wo aata tha aur mai uski rakhail banke rahana padhti thi, jo maine mere pahali kahani me kaha chuki hun. Ab mai meri dushari kahani jo maine mere boss ke sath kiya tha wo batane ja rahi hun. Maine apni paheli kahani me kaha na mai mere bajuwale ghar ke naukar ka. We chatted a bit about the scenery, especially the impressive Hell Gate Bridge parallel to our route. We affectionately touched other, I squeezing her knee and she rubbing my shoulder. Soon after we entered the borough we drove under about ten blocks of the Third Avenue El that hadn't been demolished yet. The trestle ended abruptly; I realized I would miss its 19th Century charms, its wooden stations and platforms.Then I drove west into an unusual landscape of steep ridges and sharp valleys.