Raat ke 11 baj chuke the.Priya deliberately call try kiye jaa rahe the.Aakhir kar prateek ka phone ring hua.Prateek ne call receive kiya.Prateek: hell...Priya: kahan ho tum? Kab se tumare phone try kar rahe hu.Kahan tak pohunche? Already raat ke 11 baj chuke hai,1 ghante badh toh humari anniversary day khatam ho jayegi.Prateek: listen,listen..Actually mai meeting mei tha.Darasal woh kya hai ki aaj mumbai mei mera ek aur jaroori meeting pad gaya tha,isliye mai aaj flight nehi pakad paya.Socha tha. I wondered if I could ever make Al understand what I did that night? I had tried to put it into words in the letter I sent him but it had apparently not made any difference to him. I thought about it some more but knew that I knew of no other way to say it. I loved Al with all my heart and soul but when I really needed him, he wasn't there. He could say the same about me; when he looked for me, I wasn't there for him. How could that be a basis for reconciliation? It wasn't. With that thought, I. Mind you,he shoved a long, warm tube in and out of my vagina-likewhat that sound to you? !-Exactly!He looked and probed for quite a time, but in the end hesaid to me that he didn’t see anything wrong, but thathe would like to see me the next week too-ostensibly tomake sure that I got no infection, but I bet that he hadquite a good time fucking me with that tube. Anyway I went to see him the next week, and has told methat I was fine but that he thought that I was pregnant.He wasn’t. Honestly, I can’t keep up with her!’ Margrit smiled as she cut them both a slice of cake. Her experience of living on Gezira was different from her young neighbor’s. Not for the first time, she counted her blessings. While the small Anglo-American Hospital was demanding of their time, it offered the Veillons a way to share their life. Dr. Veillon was a resident, and his steady, level-headed wife volunteered while the children were at school. Besides being a worthy cause, it also offered Margrit.