He came to a theory that it was because most people got together with family or friends, and as a result those without family could feel as if they we...re outcasts from society on that day.He sighed and decided to find a restaurant or a hotel and stay there over the festive period. At least he would be among other folk. He had hardly made up his mind to do that, when his phone rang.It was Bridget McLeod.“Victor,” she sang in her Scottish lilt, “James and I were talking about your visit, and your. " I stuffed the fifty back into my pocket and started put the door, thanking the clerk as I exited into the blazing hot sun. "Follow me," she insisted as she got into her car and drove onto the boulevard. After a few turns, it was obvious we were heading to Lake Worth, my old stomping grounds. Something was telling me to not pursue this any further, but the man in me won out and continued following her into a trailer park on the wet side of the lake. Stopping about halfway down the lane, she. When the kids were in bed and John was working in the garage, she would spend hours on an old computer. She learned to use the business software that would allow her to command a better salary. It was time well spent.Getting the job as a Personal Assistant to Sid Buchwald had been one of the happiest days she experienced since moving into the large house. The salary was huge. The one negative was the requirement that she had to travel frequently. Still, the salary was nearly as large or larger. She gave me a glass of water and told me shyly, “Rakesh, you have done a great favor for me by securing my job, how can I repay you back”.I just said “ Mera muh meetha kara do”.(Give me something sweet) She said there is no sweet in the house, I said by pointing to her lips “not that type of sweet but this sweet.” She blushed and went in the kitchen. I followed her, went near her, She did not move but stood there with a smile. I held her hand and pulled her to me. She whispered in my ears,.
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