THE EMPTY ROOM_Permanent things in the transient world_Meet Me In Greece_THE BLACK CHICK
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THE EMPTY ROOM
THE EMPTY ROOM Alice opened the door, crossed the room and went to open the window. A wave of weed scent pleasantly surprised her as soon as she put her face out of the window. Since that room, the most wide, and most bright too, of the house had the view on a vast expanse of green, mainly made up of meadows, but in that expanse of green there were also vines, even trees. When she and Peter had moved to the country, about ten years earlier, they had agreed that in their new house would be a guest room, which had to be spacious, comfortable and well furnished, as they had not been able to have...
Permanent things in the transient world
Years rolled and time-lapsed. People say everything in this world is temporary and just a passing cloud, but in my life, there was one permanent, time-tested thing- our relationship and the footprints of the pain we survived to lead a peaceful life. I and my husband met when we were 14 years old and we were best friends for years but we both know very little that our relationship will turn from friendship to love, a true and deep one. This is our story. We realised our bond in the middle of an infamous riot-The India’s partition. Then we lived a poor life in a refuge camp, drowning ourself in ...
Meet Me In Greece
It was Mrs. Bertha Walsh's last dying wish to spend the remaining days of her life with her family at home and not in a foster care. The eighty-nine year old woman who suffered from Alzheimer's, had been a widow for ten years now and often forgot many things. She lived with her daughter, the mother of her three lovely granddaughters and who would kiss her goodbye whenever they leave home for work and school-and whose names she could barely remember. Though the disease corrupted most of her memory, there were still two things Mrs. Walsh would never forget and that no illness could creep it out ...
THE BLACK CHICK
THE BLACK CHICK Tommy had always been a good, docile child. He had never made a fuss in the evening when, at the appointed time, he had to go to bed. Often, although not always, his mother, Louise, sat next to him on the bed awww.onedoor.ccnd began to tell him a fairy tale. Most of the time ( almost always) Tommy fell asleep before she got to the end of the tale. Then she, Louise, came back in the living room to her husband Clive and her ( their) two teenage children, Peter and Maggie. On the evenings there were also some of their friends, who had come to dinner and who would stay until late at the nigh...