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Saturday morning, Anjali talked with her Amma and Appa. Just saying “good morning,” they sounded excited, and she knew that something was up.
“Ravi’s parents told us yesterday that his company is sending him to the U.S. for six months of training,” her mother said. “They want you to get married so you can go together.”
Live in the U.S? For six months? Now that was something to think about.
“That’s interesting,” Anjali said cautiously. Ravi hadn’t mentioned that this was in the works. Maybe it came as a surprise to him as well. This news certainly changes the tennis match for me. So to speak.
“Oh, darling, we’ll have so much fun planning the wedding!” her mother said. Appa was stoically silent.
