She was sitting on the Sofa and I went and sat in front of her. I said – “Aunty mujhe maaf kar dijiye. Mujhse galti ho gayii … I could not resis... myself.” Aunty boli – Dont tell all these things to me. Apne parents ko explanation de dena. I was scared hearing about my parents. I pleaded her and begged for mercy. She looked at me and said “Kyon kiya tumne aisa. Tumhe jara bhi sharam nahi ayee.” Ek kaamwali ko is tarah use karte hue ?” I just kept silent and looked down. She went inside. I said. “Not too crowded. Clean,” he said as he held the door open for her. “But a long way from the City of the Gods.”Rebecca stumbled through the door, turning to face the driver. She fought down the fear that insisted on rising inside her and half-expected Ryan McGuire to be facing her. During her hour in the taxi, she had nearly convinced herself that her journey was hopeless. Mrs. Weed had told her to visualize and what was real in her mind would come to her. But to have the first person she met. He ignored me and walked over to the sofa and calmly sat down. ?Well Mum I am really fed up of your lazy attitude and I have got 3 demerits at school all because of you?.I was still standing with my hands on my bottom as he continued to lecture me as if I were some ten year old. I knew every word he said was right and a felt really ashamed of my behaviour. I found myself agreeing with every thing and then without realising I had admitted it but maybe Aunt Elizabeth was right and I did indeed. "The two of us shuffle out as best we can, the trays swinging awkwardly from the waist clips and chains. I'm sure we'll not be able to carry anything to the tables. In the servery food is being organised, bottles of wine are being opened. The two cooks look up with an approving grin as we enter. I watch Carrie walk up and down, trying to get the hang of keeping her balance and keeping the tray steady. I decide that's a smart move and do the same thing myself.Through the door from the servery, I.