It sucks to be in that situation and to be alone. Since I had resigned myself to my fate I decided to call upon Hel. Hel is the Norse Goddess of Death... and the Underworld. She’s the daughter of Loki. I’ve always had respect for her since I learned that in the Eddas Odin had high praise for her respectfulness and character. It was he who gave her the Underworld. She is one of the three Goddess’s I venerate. They are: Freyja, sweet Sunna, and Hel.I began singing under my breath a shamanic spirit. Varusai cover koduthom pinbu neraga sapidalam endru mudivu seithu sapida sendrom. Angu buffet irunthathu athanaal line nindru thaan sapadu vnaga vendum. En nanban mune sendran avan pin manaivi sendraal manaivi pin nan sendren.Manaivi soothu vatamaaga thukalaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu, athai paarkum pozhuthe aval pudavai matrum pavadaiyai thuki kuthiyil naaku potu sunniyai aval kuthiyil sorugi pin puramaaga ooka vendum endra aasai vanthathu. Manaivi pine nindren, aval en pakam thirumbi paarthu. No matter what happens I will always love you."After a hesitation his concerned voice inquires, "Is something wrong? You're not mad about anything are you?"It takes effort to force a bright and cheerful response, "No, I am not mad. Just overjoyed and grateful that you worked so hard to come home two weeks early!"After ending the call she goes downstairs and retrieves the mail. And there is a letter with a link to a website and the usual "Best Regards."Expecting and fearing the worst she hurries. Before I realised what was happening, Josephine was over the wall and away leaving me staring open mouthed at her as she hurried down the lane towards home. Bewildered by what had happened I stood up and wiped my hands on the backs of my legs to get rid of the loose grass. I stood there confused and disorientated as though I had just woken from a slumber, I looked up through the trees to find the sun and noticed that the afternoon was just giving way to evening, there were about four hours of.