First, to protect the innocent. Second, to pull the SOL version more closely in line with the fully rewritten release version on Kindle.This is a work...of fiction. If you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Definitions: Describing the relationships of each of the characters is complicated, especially as they have moved into more permanent relationships. Therefore, the following terms will be used to describe the group.. Ninnu anakunda ela undagalanu chepuDulaAmma: choodara kanna amma sallu ni kosam ela oogipotunnayoKasiKoduku: umm…dhaniki naa cheekudu kavalemoney amma…DulaAmma: amma sallu psiki ennallaindira kannaaKasiKoduku: nee sallu loni paalu thagali ani undhey…baayi thaagisthaava mari naakuKasiKoduku: umm….pisikey kaadhe amma….sallanu dhengi kooda chala nelalu ayindhiDulaAmma: abba na sallu ubbipotunnairaaKasiKoduku: nee rendu sallalo na modda petti….ninnu dhenguthunteney naa lanja…ninnu dhengadanikey. Barnes smiled and nodded knowingly. “Your sister’s name is Elisabeth, with an s, not a z. She hates being called Elisabeth though, so she goes by Lisa. I believe you said her fiancee’s name was Paul something. I don’t remember the name, but it sounds Hispanic.” My eyes got wide in surprise. “Yes, Mr. Barnes, that was the night we met. I was there with friends. You came over and asked me to dance and we hit it off. You were already pretty well lit by the time you came over. While we danced, you. In two strides he reached the doctor, picked him up by the front of his shirt, carried him, single -handed, to the padded chair behind his desk and plonked him down there with a great push."Listen good, Horst. I know that you are quite the excitable fellow. You proved it a few times already. I did not know that you are a blockhead as well. Either listen to Berthold now, and listen really well indeed, or I take Karla out of your little fool's paradise for competent treatment somewhere else. –.