Main: Pata hai tujhe Akash se kaonsi oonchi loft ka kaam hai.Neetu: Yaar, tumne kya milaya chai mein, ajeeb si aag lag rahi hai andar.Main: Pata hai, ...eri bhi wahi haalat hai, par saiyam rakh. Jo bhi kar, bas tarsa par usse zyada nahi.Neetu: Kya matlab?Main: Indono ko itna tarsaayenge ki ye hame chodhne ke liye pagal hi ho jayenge.Neetu: Mmm, itni bhi na pagal kardena ki halat kharab kar de hamari.Main aankh mar kar boli: Usi main to maza hai, ab tu ja. Akash ko lekar apne room aur Amit ko yaha. Then there was the problem of getting the Blackhawk to South America next week in between the scheduled agency flights.Supper was a joyous occasion; Jake and Mindy bought the house at the end of Summers Road. The family came back to the house to give us the happy news. It called for an impromptu supper. Pizza it was - six large - along with several orders of cheesy bread sticks made the order. We had plenty of beer here.The pizza, beer and family time consumed two hours. When Jake and Mindy. Clearly our Q&A was at an end. I rose and followed her out and into ahallway leading to the private part of the house ending in the mastersuite. From there, I followed her into a side chamber that proved to beher dressing room.It was large and impressive, with the right side and back walls coveredin many tall, beige colored bi-fold doors. The intersection of the twowalls was recessed and lined with several full length mirrors forming analcove where one could stand and inspect all sides of. She is reminded of the rest of her offspring waiting at their destination unprotected. This knowledge increases her desperation and she picks up speed, running agilely towards home. Her quickened pace doesn’t dull her senses however, and she dodges beneath a fallen log just in time to avert the razor sharp talons of the owl. She huddles, trembling in her refuge. The baby she carries becomes aware of his hunger pangs and squirms in her mouth. Aware of his hunger, the young mother timidly pokes.