"Yes, which is why my daughter wants to become an architect. Or at least that's what we thought. And we figured that you had something to do with that... But we had no idea that she came to Texas so she could marry my fucking brother!"She stopped and there were half a dozen visual cues that she was trying to control her emotions."Please," she said. "I really am starving. You need to feed me. It's the least you can do." Of course," I said. Then, without thinking about it, I added, "It's really. Don't say anything. I wouldn't want you to strain yourself coming up with some outrageous, but technically true, story. Save it for when you really need it."He just chuckled and settled down to watch the show.+ + +She was fussing over the placement of the dirty dishes in the cleanser when she heard the front door chime announce Jack's arrival home. Looking at the clock she grunted and swore to herself. He was right on time but she was running behind. She'd been fussing with that damn machine. As they were packing up, I saw that they were using lightweight summer sleeping bags. One of the boys didn’t even have that. He was making due with a couple of wool blankets, which were soaking wet from laying on the ground. They did have a fire, but I could tell that they might have had half a day’s wood available. And there didn’t look to be anything dry in the area.Their clothes were inadequate too. Ski pants and down-filled parkas, great on the slopes when you had a comfy heated lodge at. Ik baat or main sardar family se hon par main (shave karta ho or apne hair ko gel laga k rakhta hon) us k waad wo sali meri back par apne nakon marne lagi fir main us ko bola chal kamre mein chalte hain or hum chale gye fir main ne apna lun us ko bola apne muh mein lay wo mana karne lagi par main ne kaha nai j toh karna padega us k waad us ne muh mein lay leya or chusne lagi ahhhhh maza aa raha tha jab us ko maza anne laga wo jor jor se karne lagi fir main ne us ki salwar utar de or nangi kar.
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