She answered, “We are very good friends.”John nodded and said, “Good. She can use a good friend like you.”Ed poured himself some coffee and to...ok a sip as he considered the events at the end of the meeting. Curious about the problem that his wives were sorting out with Ling, he asked, “Are the new people causing any problems?”Marguerite surprised at the change in subject answered, “No. Why?”When Ed heard the truth in her words, he knew the problem wasn’t a result of the new staff members.. The only other spectator in the gallery was an attractive young woman.She was blonde and appeared to be in her mid twenties. She was dressedin a stylish brown suit. I wondered why she was in the courtroom. Maybeshe was the attorney for the Asshole Twins. No, I thought, she wasn'tsitting with them or even acknowledging their presence. Maybe she waswith the local paper, assuming Ovid had one.The judge looked up and rapped his gavel. "Court is now in session. Nextcase is the People versus Bradley. Fir bole yaha beth k tum ye sab krte ho apni teacher pe glt nazar daalte ho ruko a b tmhare ghr phn krti hu me or bolti hu tmharein har katein me ikdm se dar gya or me ma’am ko sorry sorry bolne laga ta b ma’am uthe or me jaise ma’am ka hath pakda to ikdm se siskari li ummmm jaise unke andr lund ghus gya ho but me dara hua tha me sorry bolra tha or. Fir mene bola ma’am ab se aap jo bologe wo karuga ache se padhai karuga to wo boli kuch b karoge me na kaha haa..To wo thodi shant hui or boli thik. Venita Prasad was an industrious woman. The vast majority of her workday was concluded by 11.30 am, which gave her ample time, and opportunity, to indulge in her most favourite pastime: a long lunch break. Abigail knew Venita’s worth. (She works like a slave, you wouldn’t catch me doing that.) Venita knew that Abigail was perfectly aware and proudly, yet discretely, luxuriated in her benign slavery. Browsing. There’s a soft word. Not a furtive word like glancing or peeking. It’s not a hard.