"Tum dono apna dhyan rakhna aur bohot zyada maza karna," dadi said, her old, warm eyes crinkling with love. I smiled softly at her, clutching my dupatta, then glanced at him. He was already looking at me with that teasing look, the one he always gave, the one that made my heart do a small somersault.
(“Both of you take care of yourselves and have lots of fun.”)