The rain fell in droplets cascading down the already fogged window. Bella. as her uncle called her was imagining her time as a child, dancing through ...he rows of roses her mother had planted. Bellas mother, had been a very beautiful woman of dutch decent. Her hair had fell down her back in ringlets of auburn chestnut and she smelled of the roses in which she planted. Bella was named after her mother, and her uncle told her often how she looked so much like her. Sighing Bella looked over at the. We moved to my house. I asked him what was his name and he replied that Gopal, and he was farmer at chilakalurpet.I asked him night what food he prepares. He said anything. We reached my house. It was old constructed by mud.We enter into the house. I asked him to wear lungi but it was not there with him.I had given him and he washed his face with water and changed his cloths. While he was changing his cloths I saw his chest was full of hair and it was so strong.We discussed about our family. More

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