But dont wake her up. Okay, he said, squeezing her shoulders and swinging his legs out of bed. She heard him tiptoe down the hall, then heard the door... to Sarahs room open. She waited a few seconds then got up, pulled her night gown on again and went to the kitchen. The harsh yellow light of the fixture blinded her for a second as it flickered on. She squinted, then opened the refrigerator door, taking a swig of milk straight from the carton. It felt hard and cold going down. She started to turn. 00 am I reached home I was getting bore so I went to her home, her kids were at School only they come at around 1o’clock. She asked me why you come early, she was cooking and I helped her. After preparing lunch, she told me to fetch water from well to her bath .I was fetching the water and than she carries the water, fill the tank near the kitchen side. She used take bath there ,after little time she start bathing, I sat near the kitchen door, she wear a towel to cover her breasts, and her. “Hank, you got a minute,” I called as I neared the two.Tessa waved as Hank responded, “Sean, what did you need?”I shook his hand before continuing, “I need to make money and only have a few days to do it. Before you ask, I can’t ask the Princess for a loan because this is something I need to do myself.” I hoped the adventurer tropes existed as I asked my next question, “Is there a guild or something that pays for monster and bandit extermination and the like?”While he was deep in thought, Tessa. He easily became my favorite visitor when he whipped the cover off a tray filled with steak, mashed potatoes and Texas Toast. I watched myself on CNN as the military cranked up the propaganda machine. I cringed at the mention of me being some kind of a hero, because nothing was farther from the truth. I did get a smile though when the talking head gushed on about the noble Bedouin farmer whose family sheltered me. It sucked that Hassan was being portrayed as a hero, but he had to be the focus.