“Thanks,” she said curtly and
walked away, leaving him all alone there. He watched her walking rather swiftly
and stiffly, as she turned around the corner.
The copyright of this story is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.
After a flurry of dusting,
sweeping and swabbing, the room became as neat as a pin. Satisfied, Shreya sat
down on a chair and surveyed her handiwork. She was pleased with herself.
The copyright of this story is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.