Maya was dead. A day had passed since Maya’s travel towards the other world; the news came as a shock wave; rippling the family with pain and loss.
God is calling me. He says it’ll be nice to see Dad from the clouds. I have left some candies in the freezer for you and dad. Read this family story
The thought of paper boats and splashy puddles bubbled up more excitement in him. His breath fogged the glass; he was yearning too much. Too much, too hard.
In the next lap of the journey, Ameen sat next to her and they struck up a cursory conversation about the destination they were going to. Sudha found his talk restful.