Love at the eyes

of her like a frayed painting. So many stories of love, belongingness, and separation these mossed walls must have witnessed, she wondered. Sara entered the hallway and slowly made h

houlder. She wheeled around—standing in front of her was a woman in her seventies, wit

She looked perfectly healthy and happy, but there was an air of melancholy around her. The young volunteer got up to

hair, just like yo

or over 40 years, and yet he compliments me every day. I have also prepared his favourite custa