Dinner time conversations

“We’re gonna relocate”, my dad said, Just as mom began serving dinner that day, It was the beginning of December, And yet, a trickle of sweat ran down my spine.. I looked at him in disbelief, then at mom, She didn’t have a word to say, but she didn’t return my gaze either.. “Why?? Where??”Continue reading “Dinner time conversations”

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