Ti majya shejarich basun gappa marat hoti. Tine skirt ghatala aslyamule wa ti bed war basali hoti wa mi khali, tya mlue mala tichya mandya disat hotya... mhanun mi zopun khaluncha sagal baghat hoto. Aata ti mandi ghalun basalyamule mala tichi chaddi disu lagali, tasa mi uthun saral bed war yewun tichya shejari basun gappa maru lagalo. Haluch mi maja hat tichya khandyawar theun bolat hoto wa haluch hat phirwat mi tichya ball parayant neun phirwat hoto. Ti kahicha bolat nahi he pahun mala confidence. I did not want to discourage her by accident."Oh," she chuckled, "I guess..." So, you like mature men?" I wanted to come back to the main topic."Mmm... I guess..." she blushed. "I'm not sure if it is a general preference, or just him. As I told you, he is exceptionally handsome. It is very apparent that he takes good care of himself. He has a neat hairstyle, stylish clothes... and quite an athletic body as well!"Her eyes were losing focus while describing him. Her visible attraction to Nathan. I'm not interested. If this isn't a dream, which I highly doubt, I have faith in the doctors looking after me. Who is to say I don't go on to live for another twenty or thirty years? I'll worry about where my soul ends up when the time comes. If my soul is beyond redemption, your offer sounds too good to be true. If something sounds too good to be true, it always is. I think you're lying to me, you naughty girl.”What I witnessed next was frightful and preternatural.She snarled, her eyes turned. ’ ‘A profoundly empty solitude where you won’t sit down for weeks?’ ‘Um…that’s what I might be afraid of.’ ‘Actually, Clare…’ ‘Yes?’ ‘You’d look very strange with florets of broccoli sticking out there.’ Her mobile phone rang and she fumbled in her handbag for it, talking away to him as she hunted: ‘Two former boyfriends wanted to do it to me there and a girlfriend, but I wouldn’t let any on them…not with broccoli I hasten to add.’ ‘Don’t spoil my deliberate misunderstandings with your haste,’.