The promise moon

the old man to his four daughters, “an

d, they had been born exactly three years apart so that all four shared the

d saris, Anshula in maroon, Bakula in ruby red, Chandhini in royal blue and finally, little Darshini in emerald green.Th

ere soon. Be sure to st

de them all jump. The old man answered

ithin the quarter hour, he

ssenger a coin. He turned to his daughters. “

rs sat down