Michelle burst out laughing.
She didn’t know the last time that laughter had simply burst out of her like this. She slapped a hand on Valerie’s thigh, which wasn’t far since their knees banged together with each pothole the cart rolled over.
Valerie smiled at her.
It was good. This was good. She wanted to remember this feeling. Had to recall it the next time she was feeling so sorry for herself, as she’d been feeling even just this morning.
Tigger clomped through the streets of Bodhgaya taking his time as they weaved through the crowds, gaudy tourists giving way to men dressed as simply as the Buddha and women in those gorgeous saris. The shop stalls, small enough to be mounted on a wheeled cart and for a man to push home at the end of the day, also changed. Closer to the statue and th
