‘Who are…?’ The black man started to say, as one of the suits decked him real good and hard, causing the shells to fumble out of his hand, and t...e suited man took the rifle. ‘He went down the garbage chute! Quickly, to the basement!’ A voice yelled from the hallway. Crawling out of the huge garbage dumpster, the shadowy figure (now covered head to toe in nasty garbage) noticed a dirt bike. It was a small motorcycle, with the key still in it, probably belonging to one of the children around. Ohhhh, Well, we paid the cafe and set for our houses. But my darling (Prakash) proposed, ‘Oye, let’s go to my home.’Why? I objected Abbe, nothing it’s just he continued. Okay babba, let’s go.’ I replied. Then we entered his house, and saw that nobody was there. Okay, that’s all we had, let’s party! Lol! Then he told me to wait until he washes his face etc. I was sitting on the sofa. There was a book on the table, I grabbed that and sarted reading. I don’t know what it was but I just drownen. The sky, a deep azure shade that makes me feel I can see forever, is punctuated only occasionally by fluffy white cumulus clouds, themselves portents for more such glorious days to come. I have my parents’ bungalow on the north shore of rural Long Island for the weekend. I told them I wanted to go fishing. The blackfish should move inshore now and I do plan to fish a lot, but right now I have another matter in mind. I’m in my dad’s Impala wagon heading west on Route 25A, the main east-west. "They're brother and sister" I told him and beckoned him to sit with us while I explained,"Jack this is Helmut, my brother" she said with a laugh, "I tell him we're to be married soon"I stood up and offered my hand which he shook warmly,"My sister says you very nice man Jack" and then he noticed the pips on my shoulder, standing up, he stood to attention, clicked his heels and saluted,"Fucking hell" Chris spluttered in his beer as I returned the salute with an easy grin, "Sit down mate and.