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Thursday, 14 June 2012

a small story

The children lay  huddled in a corner under a single  quilt while she sat on the bed with the baby near her  --they were wondering at her quiteness why was she   not responding ?not even to the gurgles of the baby ?  but she knew ,one look at the infant  and her  self control would shatter--she had ears only for the 'silence within her' and it was broken by the screeching sound of a car,  announcing THEIR arrival---  picking up the baby she went out and handed her  over to THEM, not even once looking up afraid that her tears would not hold themselves --she then returned with the  payment ,and  shutting the door behind her she  broke down clutching those kids for whom she had 'rented her womb'.



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