Angela even helped serve the desserts and pour the after dinner coffee. As I watched, I realized that Angela was actually enjoying herself with my fam...ly. She seemed relaxed for the first time since arriving. I was happy for her.She spent all the next week with the kids. She even put on an apron and helped in the kitchen. I snapped a picture on my cell phone of her working in the kitchen. I sent the picture to her father. I know he wouldn't believe it.Two days later, I got punched in the arm by. Out tumbled two young women in heavy cloaks followed by a black-suited man with a florid face. He was obviously very drunk, hardly able to stand. The older of the women took his arm."This is my husband," she said, her eyes pleading. "He's ill." He's potted," I said, smiling at her. You could smell him a yard off. She was stylishly dressed with a long wool cape and fluffy scarf. Her head was bare and her hair was dark red, auburn I suppose it's called, like a chestnut horse's mane.The other. Denise, who was now on her third marriage seemed happy too. She had kept this one for over 20 years, so I guess it was the real thing. Her two children grew up and would probably have been little snots if mama hadn't been the one with the stick to keep them in line. When they had children, mama had been a great-grandmother to them as well.Aimee was the real baby maker though. I don't know how she did it. She kept working until she was in her mid-60s. She had 5 children, two boys, three girls.. “What about you doing what Magda”“My kalallo urincina close to see my bangarupukuni”“Said shamefaced”“Siggenduku vanaja, let’s see the forest”“Dengadam began biting vallanta burned Launches”“Vanaja hold a little more patience, repeating myself– to squeeze the last few years in son, you are bigisipoyi muscles repeating, repeating myself– Directors if my moddani noppedutundi you, just repeating myself– began to wet, then you driven the length of the wet noppanipincadu hence the quest” Is.