The Departure (Part One)
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It was 2am in the night when Usha tiptoed out of the front door. She reached the end of the lane and turned to take the one last look at the house that made her often remember the unsavoury memories. She took the last look to revisit the old life in her memory, the memory of her mother's arms, the care on her father's smiles, and the life in her old rugged room. These thoughts...
It was 2am in the night when Usha tiptoed out of the front door. She reached the end of the lane and turned to take the one last look at the house that made her often remember the unsavoury memories. She took the last look to revisit the old life in her memory, the memory of her mother's arms, the care on her father's smiles, and the life in her old rugged room. These thoughts...