Here goes...”I took a deep, nervous breath and decided to expose myself though Steve was still present. “I have no expectations of you. I look at ...our stunningly beautiful face and look hard for the least flaw. You’re an easy 10, so I switch to a scale of 100 just so I can find the tiniest bit of imperfection. I can’t find anything that mars your skin or facial beauty. I hate to say anyone is a 100, so I dig deep. For some, your thick eyebrows or the slightest bags under eyes should knock you. " Edward Richardson, it seems that we keep meeting – here in Memorial Park." Yes ... I..." What day is it, Edward? I'm having trouble keeping track of the days." It's Thursday, Benito. Today is Thursday." Ah! Thursday, excellent. And what time is it, Edward?"I glance at my wrist. "My watch ... it seems to be playing up. I must have taken it off." Oh? Then what time would you say it is?" I think we have a half hour before the end of school." An entire half an hour. Did you come so much earlier. ” The beggar-woman smiled shyly and told “ar sundor, koto bosor doira ochol poira roise, sundor oilei ke ar na oilei ki, keu to ar ei dak baxe chiti fele na, buira oiya gesi to (shit nice, it remains useless for long years, so what comes or go for its cuteness or ugliness, none drops letter in this letter box, I’ve become old)”. I smiled and told “nanir mone hoy afsos hoschhe keu chithi fele na jonnie, ei boyoseo ki tahole chithi felanor ischha achhe (I think you are repenting for not dropping. Perhaps you will be the one.” She spoke asif she had just explained everything.Buden addressed her. “Mistress, I mean you no harm, norto your brother do I wish ill. I have a problem thatonly your brother may solve and so I have hunted forhim an entire year. Surely you will not deny a poorblacksmith this quest.”“That all depends,” she said shortly. “How old do youthink I am?”Buden looked at her withered body and gray stringyhair. “Surely you have.