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Three travellers, one door

– How do you feel? – Mom said, putting a hand on her forefront. – Yes. – – What do you mean by that? – Temperature seemed not too bad. – Yes, ok, I can sleep. – – Good girl. Come here! – And hugged her tightly, taking her time. She always did like that lately. – I’ll switch off the light now. – Printing a kiss on her left cheek. – Mom – – Yes? – Pulling the switch up again – Did you ever have shower with dad? – – What? Why you ask? – Unexpected topics and questions had become the norm more than the exception with her. Still, …



Things I can give you: a smile, the gardens I love and wide open arms