That was Melanie’s opinion, anyway, and it made some sense.Thanksgiving was our usual - eating turkey and then visiting my mom’s parents. My cousi...s were there, which meant, of course, my mom’s whole family. The only cool ones in the entire family were my mom’s brother, Larry, who had taught me to play chess when I was seven, and my cousin Vickie who was just a bit younger than I was.Vickie and I found a quiet spot in the basement, sat on two folding chairs, and talked. She told me about her. Weservers stood at the door saying goodnight to all of our customers."Goodnight, Alexandra," and "see you tomorrow, Alexandra," called some ofmine as they passed by. Kath and Julia heard this and I could see themgiggling. From that moment on, for the rest of the retreat I wasn't'Sandy' anymore - to them I was always 'Alexandra'. Thankfully, the othertwo girls had no idea what the big deal was, but Julia's Mom sure wasamused by the antics.Cleanup only took another half hour, because the men were. She lived independently and raised me with all that she can offer.CHAPTER – 110 years ago.My mom is working in multiple houses as a maid. We live in a very small house where two people can barely manage to sleep. We have a kitchen with a small washroom attached to it and we use a public toilet.Nayar Uncle was our landlord and my mom’s boss. He allowed us to stay in this house without any rent as my mom share a close relationship with him.The Journey Begins – Turning 19November 16th, 2009: It’s. “Yes, my Lord. It is an honor.” “The counsel selected wisely, for you are a jewel among women and represent your people well. Now come, flower, and let your blessed service to the Gods be performed.” And in the inky darkness I see something stir. Dozens of long, dark appendages, like smooth tentacles unfurl from the blackness and glide toward my shaking form. When they reach me, they are gentle and surprisingly warm as they run along my thin legs and torso. They are smooth and slick with.