That’s got to be her. Turning around, I was greeted by a serious face. She was my height, dressed in jeans and a black jacket. It looked like a man�...��s jacket. Her hair was messy and she looked like she hadn’t slept for a couple of days. ‘Sorry I’m late’ she said distractedly. ‘That’s okay’ I lied. ‘What’s this all about Jane?’ ‘I’ll tell you in a second.’ She wrapped her arm through mine and began walking in the opposite direction to which she came. She seemed so serious and I began to worry.. ”“75 years! That’s amazing! What do you pray for?”“I pray for peace between the Christians, Jews and the Muslims.”“I pray for all the wars and all the hatred to stop.”“I pray for all our children to grow up safely as responsible adults and to love their fellow man.”“I pray that politicians tell us the truth and put the interests of the people ahead of their own interests.”“How do you feel after doing this for 75 years?”“Like I’ve been talking to a fucking wall.”An Irish Lesson:How to get to. Tabhi usne hame dekha aur kaha-Coolie: Sahab yaha par kaafi thand ho jaati hai, aapki train kab ki hai?Hamne usko bataya ki next day 9 baje ki train thi hamari. Ye sun kar wo bola-Coolie: Sahab aap log yaha sardi mein mat baitho, aap logo ke paas kambal bhi nahi hai. Main yaha paas ek puraane train ke dibbe mein rehta hu. Aap mere sath chalo, mere paas ek kambal hai.Fir main aur meri biwi ne uska shukriya ada kiya, aur uske sath chal pade. Thodi door ek purana sa compartment tha. Us par kaafi. The cat walks past the door brushing against doorframe. I take a quick shower but still make sure all the unwanted hair is off my body. I come out of the bathroom and once again I find clothes on the bed. It's a blue scoop neck dress with brown pantyhose. There is a pair of blue stiletto pumps on the floor. I rush in my towel to the kitchen. I open the outside door and look around. I check the driveway. I look over the neighbor's house. The lights are all off over there. So they didn't see.