It’s called “If I Could Dream This World Away.” She did love it upon hearing it. Our percussionists would also love it.“I have that whole scor...e, Michael,” Janice said.“Great mom, good to know that,” I responded.“Could I help, somehow?” Alice asked.“Of course, she can—can’t she, Michael?” my favorite blonde remarked.“Attagirl, baby,” Alice said.“Does anybody know that Andrew Lloyd Webber wrote additional music for a West End version of THE WIZARD OF OZ?”“I did, Michael,” my mother answered. “I. I’m here to show you around.”She congratulated me on winning the scholarship and the trip to the ranch. She showed me around telling me that if I needed anything, all I had to do was ask. I asked her how many guests were here and she told me that I was the only one for now, but the owner's son was coming tomorrow.I had dinner with Annie and the other ranch hands that night, going to bed early. When I got up the next morning I found a box with a bow on the table. In the box was a cute western. She has been protecting women in our family for generations and generations. Her only job in this universe is to make sure you're okay, as long as you TRY to pay attention to her. I told you when I was twenty or twenty-two. I was whoring out my ass for any sailor who came along. As I'm sure you know, that is dangerous as hell. A lot of these guys just came back from someplace where people, men, women, and c***dren were getting killed pretty damn freely, and some of these boys were doing it. I. Once I was invited by my cousins on a festive occasion to their place, for which I readily agreed and visited them, I spent one night with my cousins which was a Saturday and was on my way back to Bangalore from Tumkur as I had to catch up with some work , my cousin dropped me to the Bus stand and left me to catch a bus. I got in to a bus, because it was a Sunday morning there were not many people, the first couple of seats were occupied and people were scattered here and there. I walked behind.