Today was her birthday; she had just turned forty. Perhaps that was why their mother had let her go out by herself. A couple of CNG three-w...
Today was her birthday; she had just turned forty. Perhaps that was why their mother had let her go out by herself. A couple of CNG three-wheelers drove by. Lovely almost hailed one but didn’t. She would just walk for a little while. Of course, if someone spotted her it would be reported back home.
That boy servant of theirs was tiny, but the devil incarnate. He was constantly badmouthing the two of them to Amma. Just as Lovely was thinking to herself, give me a chance and I’ll teach that imp such a lesson, he’ll go straight for the rest of his life, a three- wheeler stopped right beside her.
“Get in, apa. I’ll take you to Gausia.”
Lovely spun around. Just as she had thought.
The little devil was standing at a distance with all his teeth bared in a grin. Amma had sicced him on her. Lovely just wanted to die. She raised her hand, miming a slap to the boy, and climbed into the three-wheeler. It was now ten o’clock, and she had to be back before lunchtime.
She felt relieved. This was the first time that Amma hadn’t given her a specific time. She had only said, be back by lunchtime. Which...
