I messaged her.Me: HiReshmi:hiMe: how you doing?Reshmi: I am good wbu?Me: roopesh from BangaloreReshmi: reshmi from BangaloreMe: which area?Reshmi: **...**********, what about you?Me: *********, soThen we had casual talks like what do we do and our hobbies and then suddenly she asked meSomething shocking. Reshmi: you use skype?(I was shocked that on the first day of the talks she asked me which normally a girl doesn’t do)Me: yesReshmi: add me on skypeMe: ok say me your id or else add me. He missed her and the children. Until she finally left, he did not fully appreciate how much he loved the two little ones.He sighed again, wondering what she was doing on this late Tuesday afternoon. Probably taking the children to a park to play, or more likely bringing them back home at that hour. He used to enjoy doing that – taking them to the park with Susan, and sometimes by himself when she was working. He sighed, and realised he was doing a lot of sighing.It seemed much longer than a. I mean…nothing like that, though.”“What else have you never done?”She blushed slightly and looked away, smiling thinly. “I don’t know,” she said, her standard answer for when she didn’t want to answer.Thoughts tumbled through his mind in rapid succession. He knew she’d had sex, lots of it. She’d been screwing her boyfriend here in her own bed for months before they broke up, then she’d been sharing a bed with that guy she’d moved in with. Since returning home, she’d been with one guy after. Jimmy was a giver, and she seemed like a taker. Still it was his choice, and I remained silent.Mary Anne and I dated for just a little over two years when I got the courage to ask her to marry me, which she agreed to. We set the date for August, three years to the day we first met.Although I now had a wife and my own home to care for, I still made every effort to help mom and my sisters out whenever possible. Soon Sharon met someone and they too got married, followed shortly after by Kathy.