She then cast an appraising eye over me. "You're not bad looking either." she conceded. "Thanks", I added drily. "I haven't taken many risks in my l...fe, you know." Rachel continued. "Safe job, nice family, good house, every day is nice and comfortable." I decided against raising the issue of the whole 'gay husband' thing and settled for seeing where this went. Rachel's talking quickened now, as if she was trying to get something out before she lost the confidence to do so. "I want to take. Mat dekhna time se so jana. Mom ke jane ke baad mai mera chota 7 saal ka bhai aur meri cousin bate kar rhe the aur game khel rhe the.Maine kha chalo apne room mai hide and seek khelte hai to hum mere room mai gaye thodi der khlea aur phir mere chote bhai ki dhoondne ki baari thi to mai aur meri cousin ek almari mai ghus gaye almari zyada badi na thi isliye mai baitha aur phir use apni god baitha liya jaise hi mera bhai hume dhoondne aaya maine to maine rimpy se kha chup chap yaha baith jao aur. ”“Hey, we’re celebrating! We hired a housekeeper and an administrative assistant this afternoon. The sooner we get New York running smoothly again, the sooner we can handle business in Ireland and then take off somewhere for our honeymoon. I’ve made you wait long enough.”Grace felt a warm glow inside. It was lovely to know that she and Mac were on the same page.“Oh, my God, this lasagna is amazing! I totally forgive you now for struggling over what you wanted more. Who knew a French chef could. Off to my right the sits boxy intrusion of that sandy painted LandRover, engine ticking over with a dry rattle. Fear squeezes my bladder.Zanna waves cheerily from the cab. "C'mon, Toots. We'll be fuckinglate."Banging, rattling, thumping. Bouncing out of my seat in the back of herLand Rover, bumped amongst the radios and kit and water and Macca. It'sso baking hot, stifling. Sun blasts through the dirty windows sofiercely it's one stinging slap after another. Dust and debris jumpfrom the floor at.