November 2025 – Page 13

What do you call me, a granny? Im only fiftyplus, not that old, she muttered, placing a bowl of soup

The memory of that feasting night still haunts me, as if it were a tale whispered across the centuries

The battered flask was an old tin one, its glass belly dulled by years of washing and its metal body

Dont you have a mother any more? my motherinlaw snapped at me, eyes flashing. Forget you ever had a mum.

Olga, are those extra kilograms of yours? Isnt that a problem? Dimas mother kept pressing.I dont think

Two friends, two fates Valerie stares at her reflection in the hallway mirror, a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

Wait a moment, he said. I stepped off at your station for a second, and when I got back to my carriage

Nothingness Andrew, get the house in order today. Cook something special or order in, but no boring stuff!

Emily knew every secret, because she wasnt twenty any moreshed already passed thirty, after all.

31October 2025 Tonight I finally put pen to paper, hoping the act of writing will make the day less tangled