Fir osne apna shareer towel se pochna shuru kiya, pochte pochte oski nazar shayad darwaaze pe padi or osse pata chal gaya k mai vaha baitha hua osse d...kh raha hu, darwaza neeche se kaafi sada hua tha or lagbhag 8-10 inche toota hua tha neeche se to ho saka hai k osse mere pair dikhe ho ya darvaaje k chhed se meri aankhe, vo turant doosri taraf mud gayi, osne aawaz lagai kvish, toone khana kha liya kya, or mai bina kuch soche vahi se chilla baitha k nahiiii,Vo turant mud k doobara mujhe dekhi,. Under the t, she wore a tight fitting tube to hold everything flat. She dawned her team hat, brim out front like all players should wear their caps, well the catcher can wear it backward, no on else. She wore black shoes and got her special bat, the aluminum bat that her father bought her the year before he was killed. He died in Afghanistan two years before in a helo accident. She had dedicated the season to his memory the year before, every home run was for him. She planned on topping that. Do I detect some tension here?” I overheard him say, as I left for the shed.When I got back they were both chatting, but it suddenly went quiet.“It’s by the gate for you,” I announced.“Thanks, mate, we're having one of our parties tonight, so apologies for any unusual noise.” He giggled.Dave headed out the room but before he left turned to Sue. “Anyway that’s what I would do if I were you, that’s if your really serious about that.” “Thanks,” Sue shouted as he disappeared.Still she blanked me,. “I enjoyed every minute of it. I even fell asleep thinking about it.”“Well, I still believe that I was a bit harsh on you.”“Maybe a little, but I asked for it. So how are things going with you and Roger? I imagine it gets pretty boring when he goes on a road trip.”“Yes,” June said as she sipped her coffee. “I’m hoping things get a little busier. I’m getting tired of sitting and waiting for the phone to ring. Every once in a while, I have reports to go through and some letters to type. For most.