Ma posted tha saturday sunday ko unka pass aata tha but ish saturday vo kisi govt. Work sa delhi gaya hua tha 15 din k lea so swati ghar ma akali thi ...nka koi bacha bhi nahi tha or unki sadi ko 7 saal ho gaya tha ma vahin sofa pa baith gaya swati kofi lakar aa gai or apni policy k bare ma baat karna lagi bato bato ma unhona apna bare ma sab kuch share kiya unhona bataya ki unka husband unko bacha nahi da sakta ya bol kar vo rona lagi mara ko bhi kuch acha nahi laga ma apni jagah sa utha or unka. No. She had to save her anger for those who deserved it.She looked around. Snow, as far as the eye could see. A blanket which promised cold, eternal sleep. Brown trees, branches empty, awaiting the resurrection that was spring. Evergreens, needles trapping the snow, as if pulling that blanket over themselves, not knowing the death awaiting if they were buried.Her sister did not trust her. That was the problem. Violet did not trust her little sister to take care of herself, to do what was right.. “I don’t know about fun but it sure sounds like an adventure,” Bob replied.“Well, let’s get the process started; follow Maryann to the docs,” I replied.“The shots are being billed to JBG,” I stated.Our company Doctor Greg Burns’ practice had grown as JBG had. When we first started we went to him because he had been the family doctor to both the Jones and the Coles. It was a small practice; one doctor and a couple of nurses.Now it was located in a new building with four doctors and several. " Yeah, pretty much." So I saw a lot of Rod around, and we were friendly enough, but I wouldn't have called us friends back then. Acquaintances, more like it." But that changed eventually." Eventually. We ran in different circles: he was a jock, I was a nerd. We were polite enough to say hello when we passed in the halls, but we never hung out or anything. Sometimes his parents would throw a neighborhood barbecue, and we'd talk for a little bit about school stuff. And he's got a little brother,.