Age no bar

“Aman, Aman!” I yelled. My poor husband fell over himself getting to the bathroom. But my hair had changed colour - almost overnight - and I had to tell someone! “Look here,” I said, showing him. “It’s happened, hasn’t it?” He took off his glasses and just stared and stared. Yes, he confirmed eventually, indeed... Continue Reading →

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In the face of sorrow

The bus crawled forward. The stationary caravan of heaving, honking vehicles did nothing for her spirits. Weary, she closed her eyes and rested her head on the steel bar at the window. Soon, she slept. It was a few moments before she realized she had been crying. Her cheek felt moist and she used a... Continue Reading →

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