I took us to a Jazz recital I’d heard about being performed about an hour away. I’d shifted our date to an hour earlier just so we could catch it.... She seemed to enjoy it, though I was worried she might want a more modern musical interlude. She curled up into my side, ignoring the interfering armrest as best we could. I put my arm over her shoulders, which she casually moved from her shoulder to the edge of her breast for me. I gave it a gently reassuring squeeze, just to let it know it was. Even more,” she said, kissing me on the tip of my nose.My morning breakfast came, and Jennifer had a blast feeding me while my right hand was searching for music. That wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be.“From STARLIGHT EXPRESS, there is a great song for Sámi Cho, it’s called “He Whistled at Me.” I played it for her to hear. She agreed.“Here she is,” we heard the unmistakable voice of Alice Guthrie. “Have you been home since he woke up?”“Just once,” she said, “I am helping him. We are. Doctor—–ye mamuli thakan nahi hai. Apki umar kitni hai?Didi—–24 kyu?Doctor—–apko rapid ageing nam ki bimari ho rahi hai.Didi dar gayi, aur jiju ke churan bhul ke apne bare satish se puchhne lagi.Doctor—–isme insan jaldi budhape ki or badhne lagta hai, iska karan hai.. Thik se khana na khana, jyada mehnat karna, ya fir regular sex na kar pana.Didi ne jab ye akhri bat suni to uske hosh udgaye, usse laga ki sachme usse koi bimari hogayi hai jiju ke chudai na karne se. Doctor hai to thik hi keh. She turned around and almost stumbled on her feet as she walked away confused I looked up and smiled as I slowly unwrapped the first present.Once the final bit of wrapping paper hit the floor, Linda had finally returned to where she was before and was watching me open her present. She was again confused though, the gift she had handed me was the same weight, and size, it even had the same wrapping paper, but it was not the present she had bought for me. I had found all the gifts the family had.