Dekhi khulilu. Mu dekhe kemiti achi. Raju sange sange trouser khuli dela. Ohh ta banda ta pura hard hei thia hei thila. Mu hatare piti piti halauthili... aau ta banda ta tike bi bend naahei semiti thia heithila.Momi pura hard naa. Aji genhiba. Dekhiba kemiti lagiba. Hau tu genhubu. Mu dekhibi. Raju hata badhei mo sadhi ku khuli baku lagila. Mu bi khuli pakeili. Pura nangala hei maa pua khatare basithilu. Raju anthei basithila ta thia banda ku di hatare aunci aaunci mu khelu thili aau raju mo. I did the only decent thing a gentleman and friend would do, I offered her a lift, insisting. She lived 20 minutes past my place but I didn’t mind and she accepted the lift. As we got to the car I asked if she’d eaten earlier, telling her that I hadn’t. She said she had lunch but nothing since. I was hungry and so decided I wanted to get some food, I knew a good takeaway near my place so I asked Michelle if she minded me pulling over to get food. Michelle didn’t mind and I offered to buy her. But I think you should. Even if it’s just for five minutes.”I nodded. It was all I could do. I didn’t trust myself to speak.The cemetery was on the edge of town, opposite The Rec. Clarissa parked by the squat building that served as a chapel and administration building, got out and extracted the flowers from the back seat as carefully as she’d put them in.“Where are they?” she asked.Like I said, it had been a while since I’d been to the cemetery—two years in fact. I’d been to visit them on the. No wonder my stomach is growling. Interested in carry-out?”“I have a better idea. Let’s walk to that little Irish pub down the street -- have some rashers or bubble-and-squeak with a pint of Guinness on tap.”Carmen bit her lip. “Okay. I’d like to change my clothes. At least, get out of these jeans.”Chris waited for her in the living room. She approached him wearing a long skirt made of white cotton with lace trim and the same blouse. “You like?” she asked.“You always look just beautiful,” he.