FBBAnother late night, another long and dark walk home. He decided to take a ‘short-cut’ of sorts. The city had just completed building a new ‘s...per’ park; it was about 150 acres of BMX courses, roller hockey, softball and baseball fields, and a lot more. Most of it looked like it was a part of the mountains. It wasn’t open yet, but cutting across it shorted his walking time home by about half.Eric Bishop was a nice enough guy, just had a serious lack of self-confidence. He was orphaned at 3. Ignoring her protests and pleas, the man took it and placed it over Lillys face, forcing the basket between Lillys teeth, and securing the thing to the metal poles on both sides. He then placed a tall and thick, red candle in the metal basket, making it stick upwards out of her stretched mouth.--- "It's my own mixture, you know." --- said Alejandro --- "It has a high enough melting point to burn, but no scar." --- he said with pride --- "And the wick is specially made to melt through it. ”“It’s ok Jim, just Laura was worried about you. You know how women worry. Have a good time and I’ll see you soon.”The mention of her name reminded me why I didn’t want to get back right away. Then one of the older guys from the neighborhood came by and left us with some beers. More as a distraction I had two or four of them. I slipped in past midnight and crept up the stairs to my room. There came the faint sound of a TV playing in my uncle’s room. After a fast shower to rinse the days cares. Apna sara waqt woh jyada tar ghar mein he bitate. Fhir achanak se ek week apni properties ke kamo mein Hydrabad chale jate. Kuch mumbai mein bhi thi. Ghar mein dusra koi nahi rehta. Subah ek kamwali bai aake jati, ghar saaf aur khana bana leti.Din bhar reddy uncle ghar pe rehte. Woh bade aram se apni zindagi bita rahe the. Unhe kabhi udas nahi dekha, nah he kabhi aisa laga ki akelapan unhe taklif de raha hai. Woh hamesha khush rehte. Unke ghar ka darwaza hamesha khula rehta. Bulding hamari.