It’s good you shared your pain with her. I don’t know how you take care of me and you’re so good to Sarah and Alex. I’m just lucky to have you...and that means I’m lucky to have your mom, too.’ I smiled, feeling a little mushy. ‘So, are you cool with me taking Alex to scouts?’ Brent asked, thankfully changing the subject before we got all weepy. ‘Oh! That should be fun! Can I go, too?’ ‘If you like. My troop had a couple moms that were leaders. All that has changed. Women are leaders now, too.. Is tarh mari aunty ke sath dosti jab bhi ma aunty ka ghar sa jata tu aunty smile pass kerthi is tarh mari aunty ka sath dosti hogi aunty mara sath personal question pochna shhor kiya aapka kitna dost hai koi girklfriend bhi mana kaha abhi tak koi nahi banyee aunty na poocha kayo mana kaha asa hee. Ak din ke baat mummy na muja aunty ke ghar aunty ka dress ko dena ko kaha mana aunty ke dress la ker chal pada man bike roki or aunty ke ghar chala aunty ka main door open tha ma aunty ka room ke tarf. ”Jim almost laughed at this.“We need to talk, Samantha.”“I don’t know if that’s a good idea Jim.”“Listen, Sam, I’ve seen nearly naked pics of you and sent them back as tributes. What harm can a little conversation do? I just want to talk to you, that’s all (for now, he added in his head).”“Oh my god. The pictures.”“For crying out loud, Sam, we met on Flickr. You liked my stories, remember? And then you started emailing me? Remember? And then we started chatting? Remember? And some of those. Now, I've met the rest of these lovely ladies at the hospital last night, but for some reason no one would tell me this attractive cop's name." Sorry about that," Gail offered, coming forward to hug her as well. "It seems no one wanted to risk welcoming me officially into the group before Alex had a chance to pass judgment. So far he hasn't thrown me out yet, so I guess it's safe to reveal my name. It's Gail Sanders. I'm from St. Louis." Well, how are you, Gail Sanders from St. Louis? So, were.