She still wouldn’t talk, walking briskly away when I tried to catch her in the woods after morning ablutions; I couldn’t exactly chase her down, g...iven the horrible, unexpected pain in my legs and hips. I’d underestimated how much riding would hurt, and I hobbled around the camp pitifully like an eighty-year-old. Everyone else was only somewhat stiff; I thought I’d cry if I had to get on another horse.Zevran handed me one of the small healing potions he’d brought, anticipating my need, and I. Papa mere peeche-peeche aate hue mere kapdo ke upar se meri gand par cheeti kaat bole: Tumhare karan bolo tumhare karan mein phone nahi dekh paaya.Hum dono kitchen mein the ab, counter par jhola rakh mein mudkar boli: Achchaa ha-ha-ha jaise aapto kuch kiye hi nahi naughty papa mere!Papa: Ha-ha-ha! naughty?Main: Haan ekdam naughty. Waise maa kya boli?aPapa: Yahi ki Mishra aunty ke bacho ko Austrelia se aane mein abhi 2 din lagenge. To tumhari maa unke aane tak hospital mein hi unke liye. "I stopped unpacking groceries to look at Hilda. She was looking at Maewith such wonder in her eyes. When Mae took her hand and gave it alittle shake. "It's very nice to meet you, Tante Hilda," I thought mytough as nails sister-in-law was going to cry.Hilda bit her quivering lower lip. Recently, I'd been quite surprised athow emotional my formal, Germanic sister-in-law could be, but right now,I wasn't at all sure what I was seeing. Hilda was so emotional atmeeting Mae, that I think, maybe, just. I didnt get a good look, all I know is that it was a black BMW. She told him. Her voice was still shaky, he could tell she was beyond scared. Such a new Bailey compared to the last one he once knew. The old bailey would have shot back and probably would have killed them. This one didnt know what to do, he hated her defenseless. Ok, thats good enough. He would get the rest of the details from Stiles. Where the fuck was Stiles, Richmond shouted. Nows not the time for that, Blake commanded..