*Jyoti reflexively winces at the sound, it almost sounds vulgar, like laugh that was perverted into something dark.

With Rajiv's hand on her back, they leave. She won't harp about his behaviour and his language, not here. It isn't until they are back in their own tiny house that she starts.

Putting the girls into their high chairs, she begins to get their dinner ready.*

Why did you do that?