Hard Earned
Words 100
“Nice view! When did you move here?” Raina asks.
“About a year ago.”
“Wasn’t that when you mailed me?”
I nod.
“I am sorry I didn’t reply. I was also having family issues…”
“Never mind.”
“Who looks after your daughter?”
“She goes to a crèche after school.”
“Isn’t that expensive?”
“Yes.”
“Did you sort out matters with your in-laws?”
“Ye…es.”
“Where is your husband?”
“In India.”
“Lucky girl! Mine doesn’t let me breathe without his permission.”
“Coffee?”
“You’ve done well. I’d give my eye teeth for this kind of freedom.”
My tongue slides to the empty space.
I did.
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for being such a bindaas hostess and Fatima Fakier Deria for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired this photo click here.
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