Phir me sochne lagi ki me kalian jau kese sunil or gita ko kya bataungi ? phir men eek bahana banai or boli ki mujhe mere ek dost se milna hay to me j... rahihun or ate waqt thodi der hojayegi.to sunil bola ki ok jao jaldi ajana.Phir me ek black jeens or blue top pehen ke or tayar hoke kalyan keliye nikal padi. Kalyan pahanch ke mene deb ko phone ki to wo car leke mujhe pick up kiya or ham log uske ghar ke taraf nikal gaye. Raste me wo mere taraf dekh ke muskura deta tha or me bhi muskuratithi. ”“I thought you liked poking me.”I chuckled. “I do, but later, remember? For now, are you ready to brave the unknown?” I asked as I pushed a little on the door, enough to reveal there were indeed boxes within.Lia turned to me, side-eye style. “Er, Jim?”“Lia?”“Think you might have oversold the whole ‘end of Indy’ thing.”“For me this is a lot of boxes, and I thought it was a good line.”Lia smiled. Indulgently. Ouch. “It was, but this? Jim I was imagining boxes, and boxes, and more boxes.. He put his head in his hands with his elbows on his knees and sat motionless for a while before softly saying "I know what you want to ask. I just don't know the answer, yet." Both were silent a while longer before Dex sat up, took her hand again, and told her "Hey, you came to talk about happy things. Tell me about 'before.'"For an hour and a half, Elise told the story of an amazingly typical All-American girl. Family, girlfriends, boyfriends, scholastic honors, music, sports, scholarships,. It was a cultural difference that helped them to survive in the face of overwhelming odds as the settlers from the east moved into their homeland with the sense that the land belonged to the government to be distributed to the homesteader according to the current laws of real estate transfer.To the Indians, none of it made any sense at all because the land was the land and it belonged to itself. No law or rule could override the decree of Mother Nature and the spirits of those that had lived.