Main lagbhag girte girte bacha….waise toh main sambhal gaya tha lekin phir bhi uske upar girne ka bahana kiya….jis wajah se wo darwaje par chipak ...ayi aur main khud ko sambhal ne ke liye uska support liya, yani mera hath galti se uske kamar par chala gaya….Maine sorry bola aur phir darwaja khol kar use jane diya….Usne return main good night bola aur chali gayi….Abb mere dimag main sirf use pura nagga dekhana, uski chud ki khusbo lena, chud chatna aur uska chodna chal raha tha…Yahi soch kar main. That next morning I was eagerly waiting on the pavement outside the hotel and eight o clock came and went… by about eight fifteen I started think Tricia might not be coming, and just as I was about to head back into the hotel, I saw her car in the distance. I hopped in after she pulled into the curb, and she looked a little flustered…“Sorry I’m late John,” she said. “Life isn’t always straightforward for me, especially in the mornings.”“How so?” I asked.“Well, actually I’m a single mom, and. The only difference this evening, however, was, shortly after the girls closed the door, glancing down the hallway, they re-opened the door again.I looked at my step-daughter, and said, "You gotta close the door to keep the cold air out," and Katie giggled."Nope. We gotta keep the door open so we make sure that we can see if she wakes up." I stood there in shock, and in utter amazement, saw my step-daughter look at Katie, then saw Katie glance back at her, and they both nodded.And then they. They direct the water to gush right in my face. I can’t see, can’t breath. Every part of my wants to let go of the branch and fall, but I must hang on. The water disorients me. I can’t move. My fingernails dig into the tree branch. I hold on. Coldness feels like it’s seeping into my bones. Parts of my body are going numb. I cling to the tree branch, holding on tight. The water comes at me in blasts. I hear the boy’s taunts as I’m hit again and again. There is a sharp, stabbing pain.