A couple weeks after she left, Becky got the phone call that she was dreading - her Grammy passed away and Becky's mama said she had to stay in Atlant... for a couple more weeks to help Aunt Clara with the arrangements. Becky was fine with that - she had her job and she had her "Daddy" to look after her. She was happy just staying in Lake Park with Charlie.It was another three weeks before Becky's mom came home. And when she did, she brought an announcement with her. "Becky dear, we are moving to. The elderly lady shouted, “God bless you.”The distinguished gentlemen next to the old woman tipped their heads slightly, acknowledging us, and the ladies in the same group were just as solicitous.Penelope walked closer to us and whispered, “Hospital supporters and patrons.”“Ah,” Alfred commented. “It’s a ‘must attend social event’ when a Brigadier-General visits.”“They suspect who ye are too ... the main meeting room will host the affair,” Penelope explained, placing her hand on my shoulder and. I was all alone in my room I was getting bored then suddenly I don’t know what strike to my mind I rushed to uncle’s room I thought to offer him for his medicines or give him something to eat as I reached to the gate of his room I heard some voices coming out from his room then something strike to my mind and I brought a chair on which I could climb and see through the ventilator of his room then I placed the chair near the ventilator quietly and the stood on it then I peeped inside the scene. I came from a very traditional Muslim family where I had to follow a strict dress code everywhere, even inside my own house. Everything had changed from the time I started living in a college hostel.I was free from those vigorous rules. Since my native was very far from the city I lived in, my parents visited me very less. This, in turn, resulted in me getting sufficient pocket money every month.In my college hostel, two girls were accommodated in one room. But batchmates weren’t allowed to.