Dolly immediately made the call and waited to hear who answered. She jumped when the voice said, “You’ve reached Happy Harry. At the sound of the ...one, please state your name. Beep.”Confused by the strange ‘beep,’ she answered, “Dolly.”“Hi, Dolly. How are you doing?”“I though that was a recording,” answered the girl realizing that he had tricked her. Harry didn’t take anything too seriously, but he never treated anything more lightly than was necessary. It was a tight line that he walked, but. .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. Once inside, the darkness was oppressive. He fumbled his way through the room, and was relieved to find a door which lead to the dimly lighted hallway. Quickly he made his way up the servants back stairs. When he reached the third floor, he turned toward what he thought was his suite. He was halfway down the corridor, in front of a statue of a knight in armour, when he suddenly discovered he was in the wrong wing. There, in front of him, was the room he had come from last night... when he had. "This is a bunch of fuckin' bullshit," Belinda told the computer screen one night after smoking the last of her marijuana supply. She had just received the first of her monthly vouchers via email and, as promised, there was no credits or dollars listed in them.She longed for the way things used to be, when the booze was free, the asshole that lived with her was fucking her on a regular basis, and no one expected her to go out and find a fucking job.The fervor over the welfare reform act died.