When I walked by, Joe was lying in his bed with the door open, staring up at the ceiling in an uncharacteristic moment of reflection.“You okay?” I...asked. I hate to admit it, but I’d never have asked before we had our talk the other day.He blew out his cheeks and let out the air slowly. “She really messed me up, Steph.”I walked in and sat next to him on the bed. “Who did?”He let out a sad sniff and shook his head. “Bethany.”Okay, that nearly knocked me off the bed. My brother had been doing the. ”Walking around to the front of the bench, I sat down. Gesturing Jennifer with my hand to sit as well. Once she sat, I started speaking. “When I was twenty, the whole world collapsed around me when my mother died. Yesterday when I saw you, it was like I saw her again. Your voice, walk, temper, and I bet your smile and laugh is hers as well.”Turning to look at her, she was facing away from me, with her index finger she was wiping her eyes. How much I wanted to grasp her and embrace her, to let. May nay batey karty karty apna ek hath us ki pith per rakh dia jis ka salma nay koi notice nahi lia may nay ahista ahista apna hath salma ki gand tak lay gia. Jab us ki gand per mera hath tuch hoa to who ak dum kahri hogain or mujhe ghoor ghoor ker dekhney lagi. Phir usne kaha kia tumhe ye meri phuddi chahey . May nay apna sar haa mai hila dia .mere haa kehtay hi who mary or qareeb aker baith gaye.. Mara hath pakar kar apni choot per lay gaye or shalwar kay uper say mara hath apni choot per. Life is water. Water is life. Through every living thing it flows. From the thirsty ground it is stolen and to the earth's parched lips, so it returns. blood flowed into the cup and the cup was passed from one set of lips to another. Drinking down vows and swallowing promises, the blood bound soul to soul, life to life, and heart to heart. There was no one, only the whole. Bride and groom. Man and woman. One life shared by two. Given to the other. Bled into the cup and consumed. Future and.