“I think I had the best lasagne I have ever had. Thank you for a wonderful meal.” I said.Morgan nodded and looked at Aunt Jean. “And how was Mrs.... Logan’s meal?” he asked. Aunt Jean had a grin on her.“It was truly wonderful and my husband here knows more about wines than he let on. That Pinot Noir was excellent.” She said. I missed the “husband” part and looked at Morgan with one eyebrow raised thinking about his addressing my Aunt as“Mrs. Logan”. I felt a finger on my lips as I was about to. . damn now that's funny ... thanks to Meredith our relationship is over but she did get us a hell of deal on this condo! The way she set it up makes it cheaper to live here than rent an apartment for half the space. Since neither of us has much money invested in it it'll be simple for one of us to buy out the other." I don't want us to be over," she said softly. "I'm sorry, Brandon, it was just a mistake." No," I said coldly, "I don't believe that. A mistake would be a one time, unplanned. Bhabi ne apne hath meti pant ki zip pe rha or mane zip khole or land bahr nikala. Isne kha ki tumhara land tumharr bhaiya se bda hai. Bhabi me kha ki wo hmesha hi white land ki diwani hai. Wo mere land ko chusne lgi. Wo ek dm mast chus rhi thi. Jese koi pornstar.Mane kha bhabi ma shuru se hi tumhe chodna chahta tha. Ma satve asman pr tha. Wo pura land muh me le rhi thi. Or ma uske muh ko jordar jhtko se chod rha tha. Wo bich bich ma khansti rhi. Or ma apni hi masti ma uske muh ma apma land. Bill chuckled. Then the engine stalled. The car rolled quietly down Main Street until friction and gravity killed its momentum. Turning the key made a clicking sound like a roulette wheel… he’d lost. The next morning, church bells woke him to find a half-dozen cookie crunchers peeking in the car windows. ‘BOO!’ Squeals of laughter faded as they ran down the street and into The First Baptist Church. Bill got out, stretched, and then walked over the ‘Car Haven Garage’. The placed appeared.