"It's not the right thing for me. Writing is." "So here we are, the two of us, alone at Christmas," Emma observed. "I guess." He gave her a questionin... glance. "What happened with Lila?" "I don't know." Emma shook her head. "Our father died about two years before we came to the city, and our mom remarried about a year after that. We didn't care for her husband and it was mutual, but we tried to get along. For her sake, you know? Then they moved. Florida. I called once, left a message . . . they. Their marriage had seemed good, but neither really looked at their marriage with respect to how fulfilling it was. It had never been tested with adversity. They had been coasting. Each of them had their roles and went through the motions of fulfilling them.She stammered, “We don’t need to go to a marriage counselor.”“Do you want a divorce?” Daryl asked thinking that if they didn’t address their problems they would end up divorced.His question was too much for her to deal with. Ted had been. Hum sab unki taraf rehne gae. Mehndi dhoom dhaam se hui. Raat phir mene zid ki ke phir iski shadi hojagi mujhe is ke sath sona hai. Hum room me gae. Usne door lock kia or mujhe ajeeb nazar se dekhne lagi. Mene pucha kia hua to boli aj jo hoga tum kabhi nahi bhulo ge or mere samne kapre utarne lagi. Mera bhi ab khara hone laga tha me pas gaya or paglo ki tarha usko kiss karne laga. Wo bhi paglo ki tarha sath de rahi thi.Ab mene usko bed pe litaya or apni shirt or pent utar ke bed pe chala gaya. Today was day 3 and at 8 pm we had not yet finalized the final presentation, 3 of the team events or even the final quest speakers. We would be at this until late into Saturday, then a final check on Sunday morning, before the delegates started to arrive in the afternoon for a week of Conferences, training sessions, team events and the final gala dinner and presentations on Thursday night. Friday everyone would be returning and we would spend the following weekend cleaning up the mega event..