I saw her cross the street and look up at the building before getting into the taxi. It drove away and I suddenly felt very lonely.***On my way home a...ter work, I stopped and looked into the windows of the cafe. I smiled at myself as I thought of my lunch spent with a pretty woman in this very cafe as others looked in at us. I went home and made a few eggs and toast for supper before sitting in my recliner and picking up the book. I was nearly done with this one and had one more to go in the. These two families are both friends and neighbors and know each other so well that they don't need any more comfort than is already present through their daily contact with each other. Yet even with that comfort and contact they too had a fatal crash!No one knows for sure what happened on that Sunday afternoon in June, not the lone survivor, not the police who responded to the scene of the accident nor the traffic investigators who later looked into the cause of the tragedy. There were five. Something in Jane's voice penetrated Isabel's torpor and she realised the reason for her daughter's anguish. Quickly she grabbed the errant robe and retied the belt, covering her still yearning body."I'm sorry, Honey." Isabel apologised. "I didn't sleep very well and I must have dozed off on the couch after Aunty Lisa picked you up."The last phrase brought a bright red flush to Isabel's cheek as she remembered what she had been dreaming about, 'was it a dream?' she wondered, but the flush. So let’s start….I’m 27 and my wife Reena is 22, we’ve been married for 2 years. We live in Delhi with my Chacha (my dad’s cousin) and his wife. My Chacha is 38 and Chachi is 30. We don’t plan on having any kids for few years yet as we want to enjoy our sex life for a while. My Chacha has a 7 year old son who goes to school in my Chachi’s Native village. Her parents didn’t want to move to Delhi to help take care of him, so they took him to their village. We all work, Chacha takes his car to work.