Ordinarily I would head directly for her house. Since she had to come home from work, then make herself ready for a dinner party, I knew better than t... rush over.What I did was stop at a convenience store for gas in the Soul and bad coffee in me. I managed to kill enough time so that I would be fashionably late arriving at her home.When Maurine opened the door, I got my first look at her live. I’m sure that in a town the size of Vicksburg I had seen her before. Since my memory wasn’t what it. "Please?"A plan formed in my head, a way to use this unexpected leverage."I'll do it..." I used my best dramatic pause, "if..." If?" You get Chef to try me out as a line chef next week." No way! You've been here all of three weeks? Lance just startedletting you help with prep work. Are you really going to ask this?"I'll be honest; I can't for the life of me figure why was this job's soimportant, after all that's happened. Maybe it was my way of retakingcontrol of one small part of my life? . Gosoler sthanta amar ghorer janla khullei dekha jay, ar ammur gosoler somoy ami nanan sutoy amar ghore thakte suru korlam.Mar achole Dhaka forsa ordho-unmukto urdhango ar fule thaka sati pray dini amar pant lungi vijie dissilo, ar sue sue take nie nanan nogno chinta vabna to matrar por matra sarate laglo. Mar sason sanniddho aro valo lagte suru korlo.Ami take ador kore ammu amma mamoni ittadi bole dakte laglam. Momotamoyi gorvodharini mar kane esob misti e lage, ar ami to ekmatro sontani tader.. Omar and Turk were still out at the house party hosted by some of the other practical nursing grads. The old double-wide trailer was filled to the brim with Negroes, several cute Ebony chicks, a couple White girls, and two sassy effeminate dudes. Liquor had been flowing freely - mostly brown. The crowd began to dwindle.Omar woke up and rubbed his eyes. The six-foot-one, solidly built, former high school defensive end had some little soft thing nestled up with him. His shit was on brick. The.