Me- maine fr se pucha ki bina husband kaise mann lagta hai tumhara, itnhi khoobsoorat ladki ko neendkaise aa jati hai akele rat ko, boli ki akeli to m...ie ab b hu, but kya kru.Huma aise hi bat krte rahe kaafi der tk, fr usne zikr kia ki uske saas sasur weekend pe ja rahe hai banglore unki beti se milne, to maine puch ki tum ake;I rahogi, to usne kaha ki haaan next day maie gurgaon nikl jaunga apne parents k pas,Maine kisis trah convince kia ki friday evening maie ake mil skta hu kya unke jaane k. "They are a bunch of small minded fools. I hope they throw the book at them. Anyway let see what the damage is."She began examining me, checked me over, prodded the bits where I had been injured then sat me on the scanner and took a look at me with that. She showed me the scans compared to the ones from the previous day taken at the hospital."Remarkable, there is almost no sign of any injury. A few traces of bruising but nothing more serious. It looks like your hand is nearly fully repaired as. The blood was low on iron and oxygen. It didn't feed me as well, sort of like if you tried to live on cotton candy. It tastes fine but offers nothing." She shrugged."What if the ... donor ... is drunk or high?"They'd reached the bathroom by then, and he stood at the commode. Elaina looked at herself in the mirror, casting a laughing look toward the sound of rushing water."Doesn't matter. The only blood that I can't handle is dead blood. Five minutes in a dead body and the blood is useless to. It’s music for everyone. Would you mind if I changed the station?”“Go ahead,” she said as she headed towards the Turnpike.He tuned the radio to a song that she had heard many times before. It was a popular hip-hop tune.“See? Now this is hip-hop. You like?”“It’s ... well, it’s certainly urban. I’m more of a rural person myself.”“You live in South Orange. That ain’t rural.”“That isn’t rural, Claude. I insist that you use correct grammar or not talk at all.”“Damn. When was the last time you had.