. “ men kahan “han yar me teri randi hun, muje itani bar pelane ke bad to muje bolane ki bhi jarurrat nahi… tu mera gand mar apane lode se…”...kalu hasake bola.. “sale kalu ko ungali karata tha… “Mene kaha “maf kar yaar nahi karunga ungali…par isse nikal” ohhhh aahhh…. Ooohhh …. Itane me bolake hasate huve usane vo rod nikal liya aur bola… “dar mat.. Teri gand to meri amanat hai, koi nukshan nahi hoga!” mene rahat ki sans li… par 1 minute ke liye,abhi bhi usaka loda to tana huva hi tha aur vo bhi. Oh, Brother!Jan throws off her covering sheet, jumps off the bed, starts pulling on clothes.“Maybe I can help. I’ll mobilize all Duende to help seek them out.”“Thanks, Jan, I’m certain you can help. But first, we need some basic information to start with. A point of departure.”Our beginning ‘point of departure’ for mounting a search, isn’t Jan’s bedroom. We need some clue, or pertinent information, an initial fact to build on, to reason from. Can’t go off half cocked. We are headed to the lab,. ” Hollis handed them over, and he led the way out the door to the ramp.I stepped through the door, and nearly stumbled over my own feet as I saw the Cessna Citation waiting for us. The captain entered first, then Hollis. I managed to climb up the steps without falling on my face, and I sat in the seat Hollis pointed me towards. The cabin was set up with four seats in a club configuration, with a small folding table between them. There was another pair of seats behind that, and then what looked. She made me promise that I'd not fall in love with the first boy that even looked at me and most importantly she'd made me promise on her deathbed to not marry at all until I was at least twenty-five, and that thirty would be even better."She was a proud woman who taught me to stand up for myself and be independent of any man, and that having a career, even repairing cars, was a proud occupation for an independent young woman. She taught me to never accept charity and to stand up for myself at.