I swallowed on a dry throat and allowed myself to go with him as he led me away from the café. Wait. Away? ‘Uh… isn’t the café that way?’ I ...ounded like a damn mouse as he had me tucked under an arm, leading me away. ‘Do you wish to go back to the café?’ I looked down at my disastrous clothing and with a wince I had to admit that that wasn’t exactly a good idea. ‘Well no… but where are we going?’ *** Fifteen minutes later I found myself hesitating at the threshold of his apartment. This. Saturday ka din tha uncle ko holiday tha..Aur main aur papa bi ghar pr the..Pr papa ke ek friend ka phone aaya unki mrs bimar thi to usko kisi aur city ke hospital lekar jana tha..To papa vahan chale gye…Mujhe lga aaj mauka acha h kyu na mummy ko aaj ghar pr akele chor ke dekhu wo kya krti hai mene mom se bola ki main bi apne friend ke ghar ja reha hu sham ko aaunga…Mummy ke chehre pr khushi aa gyi..Wo ghar ke bahr gyi to main dekhne chala gya wo kya krne gyi hai to unhone uncle ko btaya ki aaj. My accounts and descriptions of the characters in this story are totally my creation and are completely fictitious.Sophie's mother divorced her father when Sophie was 10 years old. Her mother then remarried when Sophie was 12 years old. Sophie got along terrific with her step-father and she loved him dearly. Sophie looked up to him in many ways and secretly wished that she was married to her step-father rather than her mother. In a sense Sophie had a huge crush on her step-dad.Her mother was. What's to celebrate? You're glad you're getting older? That's when you're a kid, not when you can feel the bad back and the sore knees and have to wear reading glasses. But even when I was a kid I thought New Year's was scary. All these people partying, drinking, having fun. What are they celebrating? That they've survived another year? They certainly can't be celebrating what's coming, because they don't know."I'm scared, that's all," I said. "Haven't you noticed? I'm always that way on New.