"I am a boy." ...And?" Dad asks, gesturing toward the TV screen"...And I like football," I say, barely keeping myself from collapsing onthe floor."Goo... lad," dad says with obvious pride. "What's your favourite team?" I- I dunno," I say, stammering as I'm put on the spot."Every boy knows who their favourite team is," dad scoffs. "So who'syours?" Umm..." I stammer, trying to think of any football team. "Chelsea?" Chelsea!?" Dad shouts angrily. "You're a Leeds supporter, just like yourold man!. It was Mrs.Sudha Sharma. I wished her and asked as to what happened. She told me that she has fever and cough for the last two days. I asked her to come in and told her to lie down on the diwan, which was my make shift arrangement, an examination table at home. She was wearing a pale colored saree. I checked her throat. It had inflamation but I could feel she was having heavy breathing.“Are you Asthematic”” No” she said I knew it was a case of acute & Infective bronchitis. I made her lie down. Critter brushed up against Holly’s leg. She hadn’t seen him so jumped a little, startling Critter, but she squatted down and rubbed her fingers together, and he went right to her. Of all the wonders of the world, my cat, or should I say the cat that considers me his servant, actually came to her when she asked him to.He did finally get bored with her baby talking to him, so he nuzzled her one more time and ran off to be by himself, without nary a thought toward me. I guess I know where I. When we got back I asked my wife if he had said anything about me that night. She said he was worried that I was going to be very upset. I asked her if she wanted him to fuck her again that night and she said “sure”. The plan was I would go to bed early again leaving them some time alone and then I would sneak back out and watch the two of them together again. Well evening came along and I said I was tired and was going to bed. I had opened the curtain in the trailer just enough so I could see.