"I promised that I would spend more time with my beautiful family. They all smiled and hugged me.My brothers-in-law taught me how to make stone knives...and spear points, as well as arrowheads. They also taught me to make and attach the points to the spear and arrow shafts. We made bows and bowstrings. I was not an excellent shot with a bow, but I was pretty good with the spear and throwing stick.I enjoyed and was good at gardening and could lift and carry heavy loads. My wives were proud of my. 100 % karwa dunga. Ab naam bol de. Jyada time kharab mat kar. Jis se bolegi karwa dunga.Chanchal – Ok. Mujhe to bas ek hi aadmi ka lund chahiye woh hain mere papa.Main – Oh kya bol rahi hai tu. Pagal hai kya? Apne baap se karegi tu?Chanchal – Yaar aap ne bola tha ki help karunga. Ab aap aise mat bolo.Main – Tu baap se kaise karegi?Chanchal – Bas tum idea do. Baki sab kar lungi.Main – Tum papa se hi kyun karna chahti ho?Chanchal – Yaar woh mera crush hai. Papa wali story bohut achhi lagti hai. ”“Hey! You!” Penelope looks up to see the inn keeper at the window. “Get back here!”Time to go!“I agree,” she says getting to her feet. She grabs her book and hat and starts down the street.After a few minutes and a few blocks, she steps into an alley, attempting catch her breath. Not only do you have half a brain, but you have the lung power of an old lady.“At least my brain isn’t the size of a peanut,” she counters between breaths.Oh, that’s a comeback alright. Why don’t you stick to. I'd known there was something not right about her for a while now, she was guarded and secretive which wasn't like her at all. I knew she had something to tell me and tonight my persistence had paid off.She told me about a new man in her life, a secret liaison she had been carrying on for weeks behind her boyfriends back, she was having an affair.What made this all the more interesting was one little detail, the man in question was old enough to be her great grandfather. An astonishing 79 years.