As if the blanket of water spread across the town was an inferior mirage, akin to one you might see distant in a desert on a hot day. The cool air ref...eshed me, calming my throbbing head. I turned the corner, around my apartment building, enjoying the rare atmosphere. Then, focusing ahead of me, I saw the back of a tan, full-size sedan. A familiar shape. I moved innocently forward. From the back, I could faintly make out a stylized ‘L’ logo. And the tag number on the license plate. It was. Tabhi wo fisal kar piche chala jata tha, tang aa kar main bola.Main – Tumne ye began par kya laga rkha hai, jo bar bar ye fisal rha hai.Ritu – Haan maine oil laga kar apni choot me liya tha.Main – Behen ki lodi tabhi ye tera baap bahar nhi aa rha hai.Ritu – Toh ab kya karun main.Main – Kuch nhi bas doctor ke pass jana hoga.Ritu – Nhi nhi doctor ke pass nhi jana, aise toh meri badnami ho jayegi.Main – Koi badnami nhi hogi, mera ek dost doctor hai. Wo yhin aa kar tumhari choot me se began nikal. .....She made her way to the ensuite head to take a long and hot shower in the rain shower. She washed everything best she could from hair to toes. The hot water was stingning her skin where the bruises were but she still wanted the hot water running over her. Once she was cleaned up she brushed her teeth then towel dried her hair before brushing it it out. She then settled herself on the queen sized bed and put the TV on. She found a movie about a some kiddie dance group then fell asleep. I still wondered where the last little girl was.Midway through the film, Joanne Woodward was transformed into this lovely thing through makeup, clothes, and a new wig. It was then that I saw how much Deirdre and Donnie looked like her. I was watching the scene unfold in front of me in the den, as Andrew seemed to have a difficult time concentrating on the movie. His eyes kept drifting toward his wives. They pretended to be oblivious, but I could tell they were both acutely aware of his.