She'd recently gotten in the habit of going to a very chic coiffeur, Mr. Joseph, and as with most of his customers, she took an appointment whenever s...e could get one. That would be perfect, he thought, stepping on the gas and passing a dawdling VW... he'd take them out somewhere nice, talk to them, get to know them... make friends. This decision had the effect of removing a great weight from his shoulders, and he began to mentally try out some topics of conversation that the two teenagers. Saree kattukuni thana face meda paduthunna hair chudadaniki chala sexy ga unudi, akkade dengali annantha kasi vachesindi, but ela, chala bayam vesindi, ah tharvatha koddi sepu kaburlu cheppukuni ma intiki vellipoya.Koddi rojula tharvatha oka pelliki maku invitation vachindi, so appudu ma daddy nannu vellamannaru pelliki, babai vachi naku panundi, nuvelagu velthunnav kada pinni ni kuda tesukellu annaru. Lopala chala happy ga feel ayyanu, bike paina 2 and half hours journey, na venaka ma pinni. I slipped the card into my wallet and practically skipped home, feeling as high as a kite over my good fortune.Of course all my good feelings and happiness evaporated in a second the next morning when I walked into the music offices. Dr. Bergerud's normal secretary was a nice middle-aged woman named Estelle, but she had been replaced - or so it seemed - by a severe woman named Ms. Janet Parker."Where's Estelle?" I asked when the professor called me into his office. The new secretary, although. Then we came home, and later that fall, we went back to Iraq and did another sixteen months. That place is seriously messed up.”“Did he save your life just the one time? You told me he saved your life back when I asked you where my name came from,” she asked.I looked back out at the lake. “More than once. I saved his, too. After a while we stopped keeping score.”“How did he die?”I turned my head to look at her, but I was seeing that night at Whiskey. “Saving my life.” I was silent for a bit,.