I was worththe try."We walked into the back door of the guest house where Mary lived duringthe summer. The term guest house is only applicable becaus... it issmaller than the large house. The two-bedroom house was larger thanBarb Fahey's house back in Faribault. We left the bottle in the kitchenand went into the sitting/living room where we found Mary sitting by thewindow reading a book. Jenny spoke first. "Grandma, can we talk to youfor a second?" Mary put her book down and a knowing smile. It had been there for the last month in plain sight and I hadn’t even thought to look in the most obvious place! What would I have done if I had found it, though? I needed this last diversion. I picked it up in shaking hands and sat down at her desk to read. It was a huge stack of papers, probably thirty or forty single-spaced pages. The first page was short, “Honey, this is everything that happened that night, except one tiny omission I made that I’ll have to tell you about when I get home.”I. (sorry me apni pichli story me apna mail id dena bhul gya tha so for your feedback my mail id is ) I am Garry from panipat phir se aapke liye apni new story lekar hazir hu jaise ki aap sab ne meri pichli story nurse ki madad ke badle chut mili padhi thi usme meine aapko btaya tha ki kaise meine nurse ki madad ki aur uski chudai ki aur usey satisfied kiya. Uske baad meine pooja ko khub choda aur uski saheli ko bhi satisfied kia jo ki me is story me bataunga so jyada bore na kartey hue story pe. What about you? Do you believe in truth?”Again Lara glanced at me ever so briefly. I remained stoic, lest Muireann start wondering why these furtive looks kept going between us.“I do,” Lara said slowly, “but I also think it’s almost impossible to find.”Tommy nodded. “Aye, lass, and that’s the same as not existing.”Lara narrowed her eyes. “Maybe. But there’s a difference between being well-hidden and not existing at all.”“How so?”“If it doesn’t exist, you’ll never find it. But if it’s just.