. Haaye kya lag ri hi ek dum safed kaagaj ki tarah fir unhone mere haath me sindoor diya or mangalsootar bhi… Fir maine unki maang bhari or gale me ...o pehnaya …Ab wo boli sam ab se tum hi mere pati ho… Sachhe dil se.. Mai bola ha chachi wo boli chachi nahi sunita bolo.. Mai bola ok suni darling wo khush hui..ab hm dono pati patni b ban gye the…Sunita bed pe jaake let gyi.. Mai unki taang se kiss karta hua unki chhot pe kiss karne laga wo boli baby or jor se karo kha jaao apni jaan ki chhot ko .. She looked both unhappy and angry."Your father is worried about you. He sent this." Foster handed the woman a letter which she placed, unopened, in her lap."I've been here a fortnight. They treat me like a dog. Throw in food once a day. There's a hole in that corner I use as a privy." She pointed to a broken board in the floor, and I became conscious of the smell of the place."Why?" I said, and the lieutenant glared at me. His orders were that I should just watch and listen."They want to know. I’d do things like leave town for days without telling him or bringing my phone, or stay in bed with a book all day and forget to answer his texts.It just wasn’t second nature for me to be tied down and predictable.When I met Paul online I expected the same cycle to occur. We met up at the corner dive bar where I prefer to meet all my first dates. He complimented my lip color — it’s always a great sign when a man isn’t intimidated by lipstick. He asked me about my writing and he told me about. She was about to go upstairs for a shower when she heard a commotion at the other end of the house."Mom!" the voice screamed, so shrill that for a few seconds Alice couldn't identify it as Ricky's. "Mom!" The boy sounded frantic. He was racing through the house.Alice, running, nearly collided with him in the hallway.He grabbed her, clinging to her, panting furiously, drenched even more than yesterday."I'm dying," he panted. "I've got hypothermia. You've gotta warm me up, Mom. Quick, I'm dying!".