"I really like her, a bit blunt at times but a nice person." Yes." I said "she deserves better from life. Thanks for making her so welcome."She gave m... a curious look as if she couldn't quite believe what I had said and then we were out of the door. As I drove her home Clare suddenly said to me "You know what is really surprising, in spite of what you did to her that girl still loves you" Did she say that?" I asked"She didn't have to say it. It is blindingly obvious to everyone except you two. Then, the hulks began to descend, and the soldiers looked to the river, seeing the concentration camp in all of its horror.The beasts dropped the vehicles into the main entryway where new prisoners were brought in, facing the processing building. The height of the fall wasn’t enough to break bone, but the soldiers groaned in pain, several suffering sprains and minor concussions. The doors were then ripped off their hinges and the hulks stepped back.“Get out,” one of them growled. It shocked. He purposely put a slab of red onion on her burger, something that she hated. Cooked onions were fine but the raw ones were poison as far as she was concerned. After she took a bite, her chewing slowed down and she began to set the burger down."What is wrong, slave?"Stephanie didn't answer."You may speak, slave, what is wrong with your meal? Don't you like it?"Stephanie hesitated a bit, then spoke, "I don't like onions." You don't like onions... "Stephanie realized her error, "I don't like. Arun, it’s okay.” Salma said. I got up to thank her and leave, but I had trouble standing straight. I had drunk a little too much scotch, I realized. Salma also realized it. “Mr. Arun, did you come by car?” she asked. “Yes.” I said, holding the chair for support. “You are in no position to drive.” Salma said and picked up the phone “Rosie, is Johnny still around? Good, send him over.” In a few seconds, the door opened, and a young non-descript looking man, whom I presumed to be Johnny, walked.