His face smiled as he looked at the make up in frontof him. First he put on his mothers foundation, then blusher next hecopied his mother's smokey eye...makeup before putting on the pinklipstick. Finally finishing off with face powder. Then into his own roomwhere he pulled out two hidden packages from his wardrobe, then ran backto his mum's room.The first package contained a blonde wig styled exactly his mums hesecured and brushed it on his head. When he looked in the mirror hismothers face was. ”She got out of her chair and came over to mine. Unbidden, she plopped down in my lap and put her arms around my neck.“That doesn’t make it easier,” she said.I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly to me while she cried. It was really a soft cry, not a heaving, sobbing cry. The tears flowed freely for several minutes, then Stephie wiped her eyes with a tissue she grabbed from the table next to the chair.“Yankee,” she said softly.Warning bells went off in my head. There could only be. .. Good Sir!... pray do not spare me! ah! ah!..." All her accents now faltering into heart-fetched sighs, she clos'd her eyes in the sweet death, in the instant of which she was embalm'd by an injection, of which we could easily see the signs in the quiet, dying, languid posture of her late so furious driver, who was stopp'd of a sudden, breathing short, panting, and, for the time, giving up the spirit of pleasure. As soon as he was dismounted, Louisa sprung up, shook her petticoats, and. Ami uthe dekhi j ekta sundori meye lal salower pore chul sukoche..o ato sundori chilo j ami ok dekhtei thaklam..o hotath pichone ghurtei amar sathe chokha chokhi hoye gelo o amak dekhe hase niche chole gelo..ami kichu por niche neme elam khaoar somoi ma k jigasa kolam ekhane k k thak ma? asole ovabe to direct jigasa kora jai na tai. Tar por ma er kach thek sunlam j or nam puja,class twelve e pore mone mone vablam chuti ta tahole valoi katbe.sedin r dekha hoi ni ami chadei bose thaktam r wait.