QUES: But he held on for a few months before the infection finally claimed him . Such a long time , I exclaimed , trying not to think too much about what it must ' ve been like to wither away slowly on that cot and wishing only for the delirium of fever to take away the pain . She closed her eyes and nodded knowingly , mildly savoring the reaction her story has garnered .

Question with options: What may have happened if this event had not happened ?
ANS: The author would n't have a story to tell .
QUES: Of course they loved the idea and over we went . Picture this , the three of us sitting on one side of a big table , headphones and mic and two laptops running a virtual world session . Rockin ' ! !

Question with options: Why were all three of them in the session together ?
ANS: They were playing a world video game which is always funner with friends .
QUES: I figured something out while cleaning the hardened filth caked on our microwave walls . The parable of the fisherman who built his house upon the sand , and the rocks . I understood what it meant within my life . I had put my faith and made my foundation , ( the great love within my life ) out of my parents and my love for them .

Question with options: What type of faith does the narrator seem to have ?
ANS: The narrator is religious .
QUES: Good because I do n't too . Well it 's like when you log in , you see the normal My Computer , Documents all that shit . Then you got to log in again to get into another server which also has its own My Computer blablabla . So yeah , my pictures are saved into one server ( let 's just call it server for now ) and I need to get it to the other one . WTF I WANTED TO CRY ok .

Question with options: Why did the narrator want to cry ?
ANS:
They could n't move photos from one server to another