That was the first time we met. Her son andmy daughter had had a fight, just a kiddie thing,nothing to worry about. She invited me for coffee and I ac...epted readily. Wechatted and laughed the whole morning. I noticed athrill running through me every time we stood close oraccidentally brushed past each other, I put it down tothe relief and fun of finding a friend in a new area.Every morning we dropped the kids off and went toCaroline’s for coffee, it was a great friendship. Wespent our. W. ki baat ki fir papa se kuch isara kiya or papa ne unko kaha tension mat lo tum mujhse bole beta apne kamre me jaao apna h.w. pura karo ok papa kah k mai kamre me aai papa ne main gate band kiya tabhi mai kuch lene k liye bahar ko aai maine dekha wo aunty mummy papa wale bedroom me ja rahi thi papa dikh nahi rahe theMaine dhyaan na diya maine socha ki sayad papa unko ghar dikha rahe hoge mai apne kamre me thi tabhi jor se hasne ki aawaj aai to mai nikal k us bedroom ki taraf gai uska bhi gate. "Take nasty, unidentifiable meat, grind it, bulk it up with crusty bits of something you wouldn't expect to eat, and season it heavily to mask the origins. Serve it on a slice of bread. One serving will fill you for a day, guaranteed. Ah, those were the days." Great," Lia said. "You sound like the elders remembering the Temperdis. Thankfully, civilization does flourish here and as of today, our cooking unit has been re-installed. If the vat grows it, we can eat it." Pity," Qi said with bravado. Not even close to cashing it in. Last year I decided it was time to break all the fuckin’ rules. My rules first. Afterward maybe yours. I don’t know. I don’t have to know. Maybe afterward, its rules I don’t even know exist.I don’t give a fuck if you don’t like it. That’s the best thing about being sixty-six.My bucket list started with “Fuck my best friend’s wife”. I did, too. Took me six months to fuck her. I had to break the relationship with that fake goody-two-shoes husband of hers. Took six.