Not looking at the crowd, Lorna threw her long bare legs wide and tossedher golden mane around like a whirlwind. The blackened soles of hernaked feet...lifted and fell to the beat as she rocked out.Pokey kept her head down. The top of her red ball cap and the mop ofdark hair underneath was all that was visible of her head. Herdrumsticks were flashes as she pounded away on her kit.Decked out in her long shorts and pink Chucks, Roxy had on a sleeveless,bright green tee that had 'Sparky's. Well, then nothing, I was just here. Except I know I'm really not here, am I? I am, but I'm not. I can see you, I can hear you, I can even talk to you, but I can't touch you because I don't have any body to touch you with. It's a little strange. To say the very least." So you're what—a ghost or something?" I asked with what was meant to be a chuckle but came out pretty hollow-sounding even to my ears." ... I guess," she said. "I don't know what else to call it. But right now we don't have time. Haa dosto wo meri mami ji thi..Maine unke pair chuye wo mujhe andar le jane lgi mai unke peeche peeche chal raha tha..Kya chal thi unki gand aise hil rahi thi jaise koi roj marta ho..Maine aake mama ji ko pranaam kiya or fir upar wale floor pe jake nani se mila or baat waat ki..Fir khana khane niche aa gya mami khana bna rhi thi or idhar udhar ki baate kar rahi thi ki ghar pr sb kaise hai..Mama ji ka bda business h isilye ghar aane ka or jane ka koi time nhi rehta.. Wo khana khake chale gaye. He knew what was coming. With his eyes on the screen, fingers and thumbs working, he asked a distracted, ‘What about?’ ‘Will you put that bloody phone down.’ Craig heard the annoyance and, sighing, complied with a show of reluctance. He placed the device on the seat alongside him and looked up at his father to say, ‘What’s so important?’ ‘It’s awkward.’ ‘Well, you’re the one who wants to talk. So, awkward or not…’ His father bridled, snapping an ill-tempered response. ‘Don’t be so damned.