The bully collapsed to his knees, his breath whooshing out in a blast, shock and anger on his face. He wasn't done though, trying to wrap both of his ...big hands around James.James just grinned and snapped a kick to his chin that whipped the boys head back, his nose seeming to explode with a spray of blood. The bigger boy practically flipped over backwards, his head hitting the floor with a sickening thud.The sound seemed to bring James down from whatever fugue he had been in, fear that he had. We sat on the bed, disappointed because it was something that we had planned a lot and it just didn’t happen. He offered to take me home, and we went to the car.Inside the car, all emotions came to the surface, and I cried. It was a lot to deal with. Guilt and shame are two powerful emotions to deal with. He stopped the car and just hugged me. We held each other for a few minutes without saying a word. That was so comforting, and I felt safe. At that moment, we had a deep conversation about. Next time call.’ She dug a card out of her jacket pocket and a book of matches came out with it but she caught it in mid-air and put it back in her pocket. She handed him the card. ‘Thanks.’ he accepted it and watched her start barking orders to the myriad of police officers milling around. He turned and trudged back to his car only to find it stuck between the dark van and a large SUV. There was no way to get it out, they were both too close. Swearing liberally, he looked around for any. We stopped at multiple tea shops.These are rare to be found in the villages which we were passing through. The time was around 1 in the morning. I fell asleep and the driver was also almost asleep. My brother-in-law noticed this and woke both of us up. He told me not to sleep next to the driver.After some controlling, I told the driver to stop in the next tea stall. He stopped near a tea stall at around half past one. We entered the small hut where the husband was making the tea. The wife was.