She didn't knock or anything, just opened the screen door and then the door behind that, pushing it into the dark interior."Monica?" Angela called out... not too loudly, and she turned to the left and walked down a hallway."Who's that?" I heard a woman's voice and a light came on in what must have been a bedroom at the far end of the trailer. "Who's there?" It's me," Angela said in a comfortable voice, as if she'd just stepped out for a pack of smokes. I'd remained near the front door, looking. She was wearing a knee length skirt and a loose shirt. She was in no mood for any yoga. Still Uncle did not give up hope. He told her to just stand there and instruct him.The wind was blowing in full strength and poor Neha had a hard time holding on to her skirt from getting lifted. The shirt that she was wearing was uncontrollable. It was not tucked to her skirt and it was flying around clearly showing bit of her navel here and there much to Uncle’s delight.Neha was again focusing on the yoga. More

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