I can smell that you showered, your body wash my favorite scent in the world, fresh on your skin. “How did it go today?” You ask me as I get comf...ortable on my stomach, putting a pillow under my hips (the only way I can sleep) and face the door. “It was horrible. I don’t know why she thinks she’s going to be a model, she can’t pose to save her life. She has to wear so much make up it looks like spackle. I don’t know how I’ll get her to look good in any of the 800 shots I took today. God forbid. Add being terrified he was capable of killing us to the mix and, well...” Her voice trailed off.“I’m sorry to hear it,” I said. “But he’s no longer in the picture. It must be a relief.”She gave me a weak smile. “I’m not finished. He started sexually abusing Jasmin when she turned seven. I caught him, grabbed Jasmin and called the police.”I was feeling distinctly uncomfortable with the direction of her story. “So, he’s in jail?”“He’s dead. He was killed in prison nine months after being. She greeted them both. Lekha bent towards her and whispered, “You look like a cracker, that butt of yours is worth every state.”Shikha spoke aloud, “After last night I was worried if you would join us today.” Shruti was wondering how Shikha knew about last night. But Shikha continued, “You looked so sick at dinner. I am glad you slept well.” Shruti gave a sigh of relief and carried on with her coffee. Vineet and Rahul, finally joined when the women almost finished their breakfast. They again. Like I said, it was a little thing. But as I pulled the bottle from my lips and turned to look at her, the memory of her hand on my waist created a vestigial impression, almost as if it were still there. I watched her move, confident and practiced as she completed her routine. Come on , I thought, there's nothing sexy about putting the kitchen in order . Especially in the mechanical way she went through her routine. Still, I couldn't help watching. I'd seen it a thousand times before. She.