” VIDHI BHABHI chup bas sar jhukakar apne neeche ke honthhon ko danton se katne lagi. Maine dekha ki unka gora chehra lajja ki lalima se aur bhi nik...har uthhi hai. Unhone sar uthhakar ek baar meri or dekha fir sar jhukar kaha “ham aaj raat me aayenge” ek aashcharya mishrit khushi se mera sara sharer sihar utha. Mujhe yakeen nahi hua. Maine prashnawachak dristee se unki or dekha kaha “jee?” Unhone kaha “jee han aaj aapke bhaiya bahar ja rahe hain raat ka khana ham lekar aayenge aap andar se. They approached the paved road cautiously waiting almost an hour before emerging from hiding in the tall weeds.Mike wanted to head inland to the small towns that dotted the desert terrain next to the paved road. Wesley thought it would be more productive to head back to the highway. He thought about his son's use of the word "productive" and decided that perhaps he was correct in predicting their chances of making contact with others would be in that direction. Yet he was not altogether certain. There had been emails and phone calls from my parents, siblings and other family members which had kept me going, but there really wasn’t anything like family. Ours was very close, and that included all my extended family as well. You know the film ‘My Big Fat Greek Wedding’? Yeah, it was something like that.As such, we had a mini family reunion – or ‘family rebellion’ as my dad liked to call it – usually once a year, aside from the many other dinners, holidays and celebrations we usually. Richard, why have you been avoiding me?”“I was afraid,” he whispered.“Afraid? Of what? Of me?”“I was afraid that you might refuse me.”“But why should I?”“You know why, Ellen.”“Richard, I thought we had that behind us. I have long forgiven you. More than that, I care for you.”“You do, Ellen? I care for you too, more than you’ll want to hear.”“I don’t think I can hear enough of that, Richard.”The moment was there, and the kiss was imminent. But it was not to happen. A strange man approached them..