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She saw the disarray in the room and the appearance of Kala. She turned around and asked me, “What the hell is happening here?” I burst out crying... “Kala has been hurt”. “Who did it?” She was very angry. This made her even prettier. Kala and I looked at each other. “Tell me now” she demanded. She sounded as some one who always had her ways. I stuttered “Sumathi and her friends…”She quickly went to Kala and examined her. It didn’t take her long to sum up the injuries. She was getting angrier by. They walked to the passenger’s door of Steve’s Cherokee, and he opened it gallantly for our mother, and as she stepped inside, she paused halfway, and they kissed, gently and lovingly, holding the kiss, and making eye contact for a brief moment as they broke it. It was obvious that, as much as Steve and my mother lusted for each other’s bodies, they were also in love, and I felt happy for my mother at that moment, as I watched Steve’s car reversing from the driveway. Neither Tina nor I had. More

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