Lover’s Gaze Pt. 3
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5 min readSep 8, 2021
I got a letter from my darling Tunde this evening. I got back from my weekend daytime shift at the St. Agnes Hospital when I opened my apartment door and was bombarded by my kids’ smiling faces. Greg, my oldest, helped relieve me of my handbag while I got out of my coat and shoes. A pile of envelopes rested on the dining table; many comprised food coupons, magazine listings, and bills. Always bills, bills, and more bills; won’t the world be a better place…
