I stayed at Johnno’s house last night.’ ‘That was a smart thing to do.’ ‘Except he’s texting me every half an hour.’ ‘So what would yo... like me to do?’ ‘I don’t know……if you ring him he’ll go ape shit.’ ‘Can you stay at Johnno’s tonight…..or do you want to stay here?’ ‘I think it would be better if I stay at Johnno’s… if he found me staying here it would be World War 3!’ ‘OK .Stay at Johnno’s tonight and I’ll talk to Steve about him ringing Dad or writing him a letter. Would you be happy with. We started out on a very formal footing with her calling me Mr. Jones and me calling her...well I didn't get a last name so I called her Gabrielle. During the first day, I told her to call me JJ and she asked me to call her Gabi. After the second day, I asked Gabi if she would have dinner with me. I told her it got to be a little boring dining by myself. And, to not be too indelicate, I told her to bring her husband or boyfriend along. Gabi assured me there was no husband or boyfriend and that. Secrecy prevailed. Claudia found the clearing. Folded her shawl, took off clothes. Dropped money. Lay on the ground, stretching her perfect body. Waited. Always. Counted ten for Mama to return. Waited for Christmas, a happy day and good food. Waited for answered prayers. Had waited for him all her life: phone calls, promises to be fulfilled. She would wait as long as he told her to wait. That's what he had said. Wait until the wind stops. One leaf clung despite growing in deep shadow, the edges. Uske bad main andar ayi tala khol ke, jaise hi andar ghusi pche se usne mere bal pakad liye aur bola,’ tujhe randipana karne ka bahut saukh hai na aaj tujhe banata hu asli randi ruk’. Aur usne mujhe bed p dhakel diya.Main uthi to dekhi ki wo music system connect kar raha tha. Ir jab main usse puchi to usne bataya usne sab dekha, maine kaha to kya hua tum bhi to wahi karte ho. Usne mujhe jor se ek tappad mara aur bola’ madharchod aaj tujhe bataunga main kya karta hu, aur aaj jo bolunga wo karegi.