The Flower Farm
Are you happy?
The question snatched his thoughts back to present reality. I studied his face with the hope of finding signs of brain activity. His right hand held mine so tight as if I would disappear from his side anytime. He was driving on our way back to my office.
I had questions rehearsing inside my head. And Continue reading
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The next few days that followed the joyride were clouded by conflicting mix of emotions in varying degrees. Bloody’s voice played over like a broken record inside my head. The touch of his hand lingered on like a persistent second-hand smoke clinging to my clothes. I could see his face on every blank space inside the building, in the movies I 
I was on my way home from church when I saw a familiar sight I missed for the past two weeks – a faded Superman sticker at the back of a blue-violet commuter van. My heart screamed “Bloody!” 