The girl at Boy's_For the Years to Come_the last sigh_Leaves on Fire
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The girl at Boy's
My wife takes a big, deep breath and smiles. 'Can you smell that?'We are sitting on little plastic chairs at a little plastic table in an open-air hawker centre, a great al fresco food court, at Gurney Drive in Penang, Malaysia. The sun has set. The hawkers are setting up, unfolding the limbs of their metal carts. The sound of music and chatter in a smattering of languages, laughter mixed with knives chopping, water pouring, plastic plates being stacked. The preparation of every kind of food you could ever desire, Chinese, Malay, Indian and places beyond, of every part of every creature that c...
For the Years to Come
It seemed as if Sara’s world was burning. It did not turn upside down, it did not crumble under her feet. That would be too quick, too merciful. Her world was burning. Every breath, every movement, every single glance at her husband caused pain like she never felt before. Tears filled her eyes so that her vision went blurry. It wasn’t even that she was sad, or www.onedoor.ccangry, or anything else. She was not sure what it was. It escaped her, the same way the horrible gasp did when the doctor said ‘two months’. Sara’s husband, Luke, began asking completely frantic if it was a joke. “What do you mean two m...
the last sigh
In June 2011, it was heavy rains of the monsoon day. the torrential down poured full across the city. It had entered into the many houses and veranda.it had brought with them many diseases; one of them was the malaria epidemic, which made everyone on havoc in life.It had been raining heavily consecutively for three days. The rain-soaked area and surrounding, it was battered and hitting normal life, disrupting railroad life. Mumbai was known as" A curse of God" malaria epidemic area.the working-class area was reported and diagnosed as a malaria spot. the news got leaked like wildfire. The rumor...
Leaves on Fire
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. We had been in the middle of summer and now suddenly the leaves were red and orange, with a hint of yellow and brown in them. Arkansas weather had to be the most bipolar state in the world if the temperature had dropped from 90 to 70 degrees. “This is scientifically impossible,” Kyler grumbled next to me as he wrapped his arms around himself for warmth. “Arkansas IS scientifically impossible,” I replied with a wince. The wind began tearing the leaves off the trees making them almost bare with a few fire color ones left, making them glow w...