" I slept great thinking about being engulfed inside your statue forever. And thanks for, like, not expecting me to sleep with you or anything." Sure,... he said with a shy grin."So, when are we going to get started?"He took a last bite of his waffle, drank the last sip of his coffee, and took her into his studio and showed her some hand-drawn sketches. "This is how it'll work. You'll sit on this wooden box with a pail under a hole in the top." Oh? Like I'm sitting on a permanent toilet?"He. Everything had seemed to be conspiring against him getting to the girls, and he had half expected the cabby to get lost or into an accident or something. Just seemed that with his luck lately that the worst would happen. Later, Bill would have a chuckle at the truth of his pessimism.Approaching the reception area in the ER he asked where he could find Jamie Taylor."Who" came from the disinterested old lady working the counter."Jamie Taylor. I am her father. She was brought in by ambulance last. I started walking back home. Suddenly I saw Shikha’s shadow going to the kitchen and I saw Mr. Paul followed her.I couldn’t stop. I went near to the kitchen window and peered inside. My wife was taking glasses out and Mr. Paul came behind her. He was very close and enjoying her backless blouse.Mr. Paul: Shikha, you are looking very beautiful in this color.Shikha: Thanks, Sir.Mr. Paul: I saw your wedding dress was also pink. You were looking like a bud of pink rose ready to open all. It was late morning. There were few people on the bus, and after a few minutes it left with more than half the seats vacant. Everyone kept to themselves, and after 3 stops it was my turn to get off. My relatives were waiting for me at the stop. My mom's youngest sister, who was now looking a bit more mature, was the first to hug me. She had an average build, just a bit fuller than the last time I saw her. Same blonde hair and the strong yet soft hands of a country-girl. I hugged her back and.