She cried uncontrollably . Sr. Mary put a comforting arm around her and told her that from now on everything would be alright,Miss Fenner just nodded...."But it will be alright,you'll see, I know some people who can help,just leave everything to me," Sr. Mary said with a smile."How...how will everything be alright,I will be out of a job in a month's time...what will I do", Miss Fenner said,fighting back the tears."You just leave everything to me, the people I know have dealt with far worse,they. Mein bola, “ mana aap meri priti nahi ho, but aapki awaz itni sweet hai ki, meri ichha ho rahi hai ki aapse aur baat karoo.”Wo boli “ mera naam pratiksha(slight name changed) hai. What is ur name?”.I told “ i am ajay”. Meine use apne bare mein bataya.I asked “ aap kya karti hai”.She replied “ i am a maths teacher.”Mein udas ho gaya, kyo ki teacher means, koi jyada umar wali lady hogi, aisa meine socha. Meine unse pocchh liya, “ aap bura na mane to 1 baat bataiye, kya aap shadi shuda hai.”Wo. Something about it has always been extremely unusual, ever since you hit puberty. You aren’t precisely compatible with other humans. That is to say, you can fuck them, but it tends to end badly for everyone involved. You don’t know whether or not it could kill someone, but it’s crossed your mind, and so you’ve forced yourself to hold back. After all, it’s a small price to pay to be stuck whacking it as long as everyone stays safe and secure.Except, this morning, you woke up to an unusual text. “It seems like it would be awfully difficult to live somewhere that people didn’t speak English,” Brittany said. “I mean, I speak Spanish because Grandma insisted. But even with what I know of it, I wouldn’t feel comfortable in Cuba for a month ... let alone all summer.”“I’m getting better at the language and a lot of people speak English. That’s what Mom does when we’re there. She teaches English,” Beca said, regaining her control and wiping her eyes.“I think it’s cool that you travel to.