Ye silsiila rozana chalta rha or meri cousin mujhe roz window se dekhti rhti thi. Tkribn kuch dino baad mere mama ko mere ghar se phone aaya ki mere ...ollege me koi function hai jisme mujhe invite kiya gaya hai.Mai to khus thi ki apne college ke function me jaaungi or kaafi enjoy karungi.Pr shayed meri cousin ko mera jaana paasand nahi tha.Shayed use mujhe roz nangi dekhna jyada pasand tha iss liye jb maine usse apne jaane ki baat khi to uske chehre ka rang maano safed ho gaya ho.Mai apne ghar. He watched the various groups trying to guess a little about their background. All in all, it was a depressing room.He hadn’t taken more than two sips of his beverage when the kids showed up. It startled him when Will and Sarah sat down at the table. He was almost glad that he wouldn’t have to finish the coffee.They looked at each other as if trying to decide who would initiate a conversation. Will finally gestured to his sister.Sarah said, “We need to talk.”“Those are frightening words,”. “That was in the garage,” I said. “The Warm Morning stokers and the beer fridge were in the bunkhouse. There’s still a bunch of old stuff out there.” I waved at the little two room shack in the north east corner of the fenced in yard.“Really?”“Wanna see?”“Sure,” Connie said.We walked over to the little house. A van was turning around at the corner of the esses. It stopped, couple of guys popped out and looked right at us.I had a feeling. They jumped back in the van and started driving slowly. "The pair set out on the gravel road, riding even deeper into the middle of nowhere. Living out in the country certainly had its disadvantages, but there were a few things that helped offset the boredom and inconvenience. One of them was the lack of prying eyes. Out of sight of Robert's house and that of their nearest neighbor, the two laid their bikes down in the tall grass off the side of the road. From there, they hiked a short distance back into the trees.They moved unerringly toward a spot.