Tame dara nahi.Mu-khudi tame jadi dada nku kahidabe.Khudi- are mu dada nku kahibiniAtiki katha bhitare se akhi band kari mo gamucha ku tani dele. Mo b...anda ta benga deinla pari phak kina dein padila. Mu Madhya akhi band kari tanka chaya ku tani deli. Chaya tanila bele mo hata dudha re ghasi hela. Mote bhari bhala lagila.Mu- khudi tume jaldi nua mu ghasi dei jibi.Khudi- are byasta kahinki mu akhi buji thiba ru andha re hata bulau bulau tanka muha re hata bajila. Mu aste aste aunsi aunsi talaku. My name is Jorge Alverez.” I said.“I would never have guessed, you don’t look like a spic.” She said.Ignoring the slur. I replied, “I’m not Hispanic. I was adopted by a Cuban couple just after I was born.”“Well my name is Bess and I did not mean any offense,” she said.“No offense taken,” I responded.The waitress arrived and took our orders. While eating my club sandwich and fries, we continued with some meaningless small talk, but I took stock of Bess. She was probably near fifty, a bit on the. The green lamp on the desk filled the room with a warm glow, but it did not help focus his concentration on the open books or the folders with the sheets of lined yellow paper covered with his scribbling. He shook his head. Whose idea was it anyway to invite an exchange student to live with them for six months? Especially a girl when he had three horny teenage boys also living in the house? Especially a beautiful teenage girl? How could he help but be distracted? He had to be in court in. Next came a necklace with a delicate gold and emerald cross. I said, "I remember the Christmas two years ago that Aunt Jen gave this to Becky, she loved it and wore it all the time." A dozen or so thin gold bracelets on my left and a watch on my right wrist, followed by little gold and emerald clip on earrings."Oh Becky that's just perfect, lets go down to the kitchen and get Aunt Jen's breakfast tray." Yikes, I just thought, what will everyone else say?" I've told them you are Becky, and the.