Daya sarree pehenke tapu ke papa ko nashta garam karne jaati he, aur bapuji jaise kuch hua hi, har roj ki tarah paper padh rahe he. Tahi jetha aata au...r dining table par baith kar, bapuji ko pranam kehkar daya ko nashta lane bolta hai.Daya nashta lekar aati hai, aur jetha ko nashta dekhar, bapuji ko chai deti he, tab bapuji daya ko aank marta hai aur daya sharmati he.Jetha nashta karke, sabko jaishreekrishna bolke nikal jata he, daya bapuji ko dekhkar sharmakar kitchen mein jaati hai, bapuji. She says, “Now, what’s the problem?”He giggles and says, “I guess there is none. My pecker knows best!”“I don’t want you to go home with a boner like that being wasted. Come on back up.”I shoot out of the car like a cannon going off. I assume I am to go too.Inside her apartment, she leads us into her bedroom. The three of us undress. She lays on her back on the bed and pats the space beside her for us to join her, one on each side. She takes hold of Paul’s semi. She manoeuvres him onto his back. She and Jane had been gathering up all of Tom's personal affects and were letting his kids take whatever they wanted of their father's things. She kept some of his baseball memorabilia for Larry and Jerry since he had promised it to them.I saw Marci a couple of times at mom's but never long enough to talk to her alone. She was busy but I hoped her situation would improve soon.It was about a month later when mom invited everyone over for a barbecue. Marci said she would do her best to try and be. It also forced her mother to move into tract housing in one of the most depressed areas of the city, where they were one of only a few white familys. She did this baby sitting service for a number of young married couples . One of the couples she sat for were black, for her at the time this made little difference at first, as they were just another couple. Needing a babysitter. She told me this story about her babysitting adventures, with this black couple not long after we were married. I had.