She kept her hand and purse in her lap to keep the dress together.They did not react when she asked him for his cap. Jenny tried to sit on his lap wit... her legs crossed and the dress gathered and held together with one hand. The stranger was huge, and Jenny could not reach the floor with her crossed legs. It was a precarious position.As she wobbled on his lap, the man reached down and took her right arm and wrapped it over his back and around his neck. This gave her a way to balance herself,. I remember how she would expect us kids, my sister and I, to sit on the floor quietly beside her rocker and let the adults talk. If we started to say anything, it would result in a knuckle rapping down on our heads. And to make it worse, mom and dad never said a thing about it. I believe I can still feel scar tissue under my scalp to this day."It's just the way Grandma is Pete," my dad would often say. "She whacked my head when I was little in the same way and I lived through it and you will. You can't have any part in that. You sigh in frustration."Ready to go Mark?" It was Mr. Andrews with his car keys.On the way home you remember the girl games you used to play with your sister.Being military brats you were always moving from place to place, never there long enough to make friends. After a while you both resigned yourselves to having only each other as exclusive playmates. You struck up a secret deal. One day you would play games that you liked. Like trucks, soccer, baseball, and. She replied she is on bath come and sit inside. Her house has only two rooms one bed room & one kitchen with attach bathroom. After her bath she come out from bathroom and goes to her bedroom after passing me. I was hearing the song sound from bath room. Bathroom door opened I saw a kutti shakella from their she was with her blouse & petticoat (pavada). I never saw before she in such dress. And by seeing my pant she laughed & asked what happened. I explained him all. She told that she want go.