.Ekta glass pore thakte dekha rahul glass ta niya dekha j mod er gandho berochcha, tar najor jai bed a sekhane cigerater packet o lighter pore acha…... And freze khule dekha sekhan whisky and beer er bottle a vorti….Rahul esab dekha khub shocked hoa jai and ritur wait krte thake, ritu jothariti rat 3 te ta matal hoa bari dhoke and rahul k dekha o take patta na diya soza dress juto na chare tolte tolte bed a giya sua pore..Rahul ritu ei abostha dekha kichu na bole sokal er wait krte thake and. "“As have I honey."“Well you be safe on your way home lil lady."“Ok I will .....Umm I will call you tomorrow ok." I liked to do a backflip hearing those words, but I had to keep my cool.“Umm cool ok." With that she started her car and drove off. Back inside I was still pondering all of my feelings for her and what the hell made them so strong. ‘Why am I trippin like this, this has never happened to me. Is this love? Naw it cant't be...... can it.’ My thoughts were prematurely interrupted by my. " That got me a quick kiss on the lips. We continued on until we had gone through every room in the house. The outside was an off white color with darker tan shutters and we decided not to paint it. It was quite a list. We decided that we wouldn't move in until we had finished painting and had cleared the garage, burying Mr. and Mrs. Davidson. We found their name on various items inside. We went outside and left locking the doors and taking the key with us.We arrived back at the house in time. Are you allright? She told me that she had told you some of the particulars ofJeremy's death."She only had one question: had Jeremy killed himself because he hatedhimself for going along with the therapy, or because he hated Gerrilynnfor being the person he so wanted to be but couldn't?"Those are two sides of the same coin, Tina. He was forced into anirreconcilable internal conflict, and so he was almost certain to havefeelings of internal rage. The ultimate internal target of that ragedoesn't.