He made his way to the barber shop knowing his facial hair was getting a mite too long for mixed company. His mother had influenced in such matters an... he had never lost his sense of personal hygiene instilled by her fastidious nature. There was a customer in the chair and he waited on the walkway outside leaning against the solid wood of the log siding. These town structures were built to last and were not of the thin split rail type used in the transient mining towns that closed up faster. Delicious, in fact ... but not if he were her husband. She frowned. How could she think about him as her husband? She should just give him the money and be rid of him.She found herself on her feet, ready to go get her purse and pay him, when she thought about Chester. He wanted her to do this. That seemed so strange to her. She loved him. She didn’t need a young man to feel passionate. Some place in her mind asked the question: “Why does he bother you so much, then? Why are you so afraid of. I often work from home and have joked with the her that, next time he is away on business, she should find a baby sitter and we could go out for some lunch and some drinks. My suggestion has never been taken that seriously until she rang on the doorbell the other day and said is that lunch still on offer?I was a bit surprised as I opened the door. He had left for business again earlier in the morning and they had an argument before he left for the the airport. The weather had been good recently. Didi ki last year tha aur uske shadi kiliye ladke dekha ja rahi thi phir ek jagah rishta final ho gaya didi ki bba compete hote he shadi hogi date v final go gayi tab ek din mujhe ek unknown no se call aya uska naam roshan boli bo mujhe milne kiliye bulaya per mai nhi mana baad mai boli tere didi ki baat hai toh mai chup raha aur milne ko raji ho gaya bo hamara ghar se 1km dur ek dukan ke pass bulaya phir bola mai thumari didi ko pyar karta hu uski shadi tod do mai bola pagal ho kya bo bola han.