
Love don’t cost a thing
“We’re forty now,” she said, apropos nothing. “Yes, we are. Well…you are. I still have,” she checked her watch, “four months to go.” Nalini smiled and blew the golden strand of hair falling on her face. She would need another touch-up, and soon. She removed her phone to make a note. Her memory, which had…
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