"Haha oh my god! You thought I was gonna tell you I couldn't marryKareem, didn't you? Woooooooow. Way to think so highly of your sister!"she snorted w...ith laughter."Asshole," Talon spat back as he turned away from her."Oh come on Tal. That was funny! Give your twin some credit. It's notevery day I get one up on you."He didn't respond and just rolled his eyes as he looked out towards thewall with the mural they had just come from. Leaning against it was thatstrange woman from before[Doug Kope1]. A few minutes later the door opened and in staggered mom. She was giggling and stumbing around like a drunken sailor. She staggered to the couch and collasped. She was trying to tell me how much fun she had as she swung her feet up to my lap and asked me to pull off her strappy heels. I unbuckled her heels and started massaging her feet for her like I do most nights.While I massaged her feet ,mom said ,you are so much like your father, he love womens feet too. I asked her what she meant by that. I asked her the reason to which she said they had a fight last night and her husband slapped her and so on. I was consoling her and she was returning to the normal condition. We talked for hours. Suddenly she said, I wanna hug you and I love you.At that moment I didn’t know what to do and I was telling no you are my friend and you are married and all. But she was not in a position to listen. Finally, I told her to come in black saree (my fav) and we will meet in the office the next day. Inside,. And if I was this girl, in front of me I'd be a well-behaved middle-class girl with good grades. But I'd also have a bit ofa wild side, with my bad-boy boyfriend.I drift through life, as if in a dream, forever detached from the peoplearound me. I don't feel I really understand them, but I watch them, orrather I watch the women. They don't notice me. I am an anonymous lumpshambling through their peripheral vision, unheard, unregarded.Bank holiday Monday. Miserable weather, but I didn't want.