Seventy four
Waking up to the warmth of a new day with the feeling of happiness and no fear of some man out there to get us anymore was terrific. I sat on the built in bench of the window, legs crossed at my ankles with my back against the wall. The sky was tainted, no longer the depth of dark. Nightfall was yet to give in to light but I could see the sea of discolouring grass that spread out and the vibrant autumn flowers. The hammock in between the trees swung gently to the morning breeze that propelled. It was a new day, new feeling, new life and a new overwhelming glee. I felt the delight simmering in me that I could not contain it and had to show it on my vibrant face. I had spoken to my family who were so happy I was back to my normal self. Raihana had asked if Amir and I were good again. Were we
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