That she would forget about the past and only think of the future. But from the look her saw on her face when she turned around he knew this was never...going to happen.The person standing somehow near him, as the room wasn't that big, wasn't Sam. She was someone else, not even Thia. The look in her eyes was strange; it was something he didn't quite find a word that could describe it, but definitely not a look of someone he once loved and God help him still love."Shane," she said his name coldly,. Per ek dain hum dono ko mausi ke ghar jaana tha to papa ne ticket kata ker hamko de diya jab main aur bhai station pahunce to kaafi bhir thi kisi tarah hum train mein chr gaye per mujhe ek larke ne piche se meri gand mein ungli ghusane ki koshish ki main ne mur ker dekha to pata nahi chala k kisne kiya tha har taraf larke hi the.Train chalu ho gayi raat hoti ja rahi thi sabko neend aarahi thi sab ne khana khaya, ek larka jo muslim tha sabse uper birth pe let gaya aur mujhe ghur raha tha main. I have a picture at home of him and my mom together that day. They look so happy with me, little more than a bundle of blankets between them. It was a long harsh Winter, but I added warmth to both their lives." You, you don't resent your Mother's decision to remarry, do you?" Misty asked carefully."Goodness no," Miranda chuckled quietly, shaking her head in amusement, "I like Bob. He makes my mother happy, and that's all that matters. But, much like my Father, my moments keep competing for the. I heard the click-clack of high heels on the wood floor. It sounded like music to my ears. My heart jumped as I watched the doorknob turn. The door opened but it wasn't Susan. I had no idea who the woman was. "Is Susan home?" I asked."Susan?" Oh, you must mean Susan the previous owner of this house. No, she moved, I have lived here for about two years. Please come in while I find her new address, I'm sure she still lives in town."I stepped inside the house to wait. I watched her as she walked.