She is staring out the window, a stuffed bear under her elbow, a piece of paper with the drawing of
“It’s not fair!” I exclaim to Ammu as the pile of hand-me-downs for Laddu grows in height. “That poor child
I woke to the sounds of Laddu crying at 4:30 AM. Bringing her back to bed with me, we snuggled
“Amma! Amma! There are eggs near the slide!” Pattu’s face is flush with excitement as she runs to me. I
It occurred to me at the beginning of August that I probably should start sorting through the kids clothes assessing
I circle the low-slung building that houses the elementary school scanning the sides for parking. Even as I despair of
In a couple of hours, we will wind down what has been an uneventful yet memorable two weeks of staycation.
I must have badgered K before we left to work. I tried different shirts on before I found one that