I called my mother this morning and asked her to take a message for any phone calls that I may that were not work releated . A simple thought came to my mind and its the fact that I will be going into a seculusion yet again .. yet maybe not . I never fully did it without talking to someone and that person has always been around . I suppose that person will be around yet again .. or at leat a designated " driver " type deal .

A: Why would the narrator be choosing to go into seclusion ?

Finally Finally Finally Double C - C dinner ! ! have not been meeting up with her for the past few months , both of us are so busy with our stuffs . Bestie outing is always the BEST !

A: What is likely to happen with the narrator and her friend ?

These high - pitched , excitable conversations were conducted in English peppered with lilting Gujarati and punctuated by laughter and squeals of delight or gasps of disbelief . And always , always , saturated by such infectious enthusiasm , that I wished I was party to their plans and promises and not an invisible spectator . I watched bags being unpacked and I smiled inwardly as a bevy of Indian beauties paraded in front of the salon mirrors , saris held up to their shoulders as they - and I - admired the richness of the fabric , the silvery scaled glinting of sequins as lengths of material were flicked and tossed and lovingly caressed and sighed over .

A: What country is the narrator traveling in ?

These homes had lots of space around them and it was a dirt road that we were on . Ruts in it from rain / snow made you trip and fall sometimes but we managed to get a huge bag of candy anyway . There was always a fear that bigger kids would catch up to us and try to steal our candy but we managed to avoid that bit of ugliness ! What fun !

A:
What is true about us ?