Little Worlds
Charoen POV Back at home Charoen murmured a tune. Freedom reigned everywhere. Her mind savoured the thieving scene down the corridor and into the library and the stolen moment with Rohan. My examination is over. I will take up some specific course of studies. I am surprised by the way life at times takes a turn. Placing a cup of coffee next to her, she opened Rohan’s slim diary on her lap. Rohan the Boy 1.From the next room a male voice reaches the child’s ears, it is enough to c***k the ceiling; a voice filled with irritation, full of protest because the rice has been a little over-boiled and has turned it softer. The protest is directed at his wife. The shout reaches little Rohan’s ears and he crouches, drawing up his legs. The further and the louder the shouts reach, the child clo
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