Jogi was sure that the drug hadalready worked and Satnam wanted to give it another 10minutes. In the end Jogi won and they started towardsthe bedroom.... I retreated and quickly dragged one of thechairs to a corner, just next to the chair piled withdirty laundry. It was a great vantage point as I couldpretend to be asleep and still watch everything. I alsocovered myself with a really smelly and dirty blanket,with the smell of a man who didn’t particularly seemedvery clean.“Bhura? Oye. “I don’t understand Caroline, if you are bleeding, why doesn’t that mean you are injured inside”Caroline gave a mental sigh and started to explain again to another little group the human menstrual cycle. Almost every month she would find some elf who was totally perplexed at the thought of bleeding from inside being perfectly normal and safe. It was like being in a group of eleven year olds. Old enough to understand and ask detailed and very pertinent questions, young enough to still be. "Use your fan if you're hot; pretend it's summer." On theother hand, Shirley, his mother-in-law, is downright derisive calling hima "whiner," "spoiled" and "coddled," and snorts that many maids in cold,drafty quarters in the winter would gladly switch places with him.Though not spacious the room is of ample size for a single occupant. Yetthere's a cramped feel to it after Cindy and her mother haunted thriftstores and pawn shops to furnish it with cheap, functional furniture,including the room's. ‘Can’t you stay anyway?’ She followed me out to the hallway, a hand lightly on her bedroom door frame. I stopped, head lowered and looking back over one shoulder, she looked like she was going to go right back to crying. Her tears weren’t for me, and I didn’t feel sympathy for her emotions now. I wasn’t her friend, nor did I know her in the slightest, and she wanted me to spend the night with her? Maybe she felt vulnerable and I was giving her some form of protection, or she just wanted to.