The Fig

One day l heard a visitor 's knocking on the door while I was dusting the chairs .

Opening it , standing shyly .

" Good morning, Petunia "

He stepped in ,taking a nearest seat and lighted a cigarette.I

" Come in , Girraldy "

I sat opposite him , glancing and observing him.He met me at this early ." You don't work today ,

Petty "

" I can't do anything now ..my messy mind is at its peak " l said gloomily .

He sighed,exhaling his cigarette smoke in round shape before it's dwindling.Without looking at me ,he said , " Still Freddie that makes you feel that ?"

I didn't respond immediately but l said , " Strange , that simple name can cause such complicated state condition in my life but that's what happens "

He looked at me smiled beneath his smoke and said nothing.

Getting up ," Ah , l forgot,what would you want to drink ? "

He shook his head," l want to take you out having some fresh air " l knew that look of his eyes since long and suddenly l felt slightly safe .Then l wa
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