Ami bashor ghore dhukar somoy amar bon (je ekhon amar meye) jiggesh korse vaia, ma kothay? Dadi oke kole tule nie bollo, babu o ekhon tomar baba, oke ...umi baba bole dakbe kemon?Se matha nere sommoti dilo. Nani amak tene nie bollo, tui ekhon purush hoye gechis tor mak khushi rakhar sob daitto ekhon theke tor, amar meye(amar ma) ekhon tor sompotti, tak dekhshune rakhbi, ekhon ghore ja tor bou tor jonno opekkha korse. Ami durdur buke ghore dhuklam. Sajano ghor. Ma khater upor matha nichu kore bose. I don't know if I was becoming entirely comfortable with that, but I was becoming more comfortable.And, we went outside, and I picked up my clothes-the usual floor-length skirt and high-necked long sleeve blouse-and I realized, all of a sudden, that I hated them. Hated them with every fiber of my being. Hated every single thing in my wardrobe. The short-sleeved polo shirt and calf-length light skirt that I had worn the other day were the only things in my whole wardrobe that weren't completely. “You’re really not in any trouble?” she asked.“I’m not. I’ve had lots of dealings with the government as we said before, but I always come out clean because I AM clean!”“How do you stay so calm?”“Regular beatings by the women in my life,” I chuckled. “You didn’t know me when I was younger.”“When I talked with Jennifer she told me you two had a very difficult relationship because she was confused about her sexuality.”“That’s putting it mildly,” I replied. “Stormy is the word I use, and I mean a. "Nick's gravely voice interrupted them, and Lorraine spun around to stare at him, backing up a step when she realised how close he was."What do you mean?" she asked."He nearly admitted that he hated the idea of what Connor might have done, that he didn't want to think about it because it made him sick to his stomach. He doesn't want to think about what might happen to Marcus because it's a kick in the teeth on top of everything else, because it's so frustratingly unfair."Lorraine turned her.