After taking a bath, she came out of the bathroom and opened her wardrobe to select the dress she was going to wear. Her eyes fell on the red dress that she’d planned to wear on the occasion of today’s gathering.  This again reminded her of Matthew. “He’d be mad at me tomorrow when I’d show up.  We had planned so much for today but everything has gone in vain now. Worst among all is that I won’t even get a chance to explain this all to him today only as it’d take a whole day in going to and returning from granny’s place plus the time we’d be staying there. Better would be if I seek an apology from him tomorrow only. I can bring him a present as a token of my apology. Asking some flowers from Uncle Belvot sounds good!” She wore the same dress she had decided to wear for the Sunday gathering.She c

  She would prepare her most favorite of the dishes. While it is also true that Martha loved everything her granny would make on her visit.  The reason her granny would give whenever asked by Martha’s mother how she make such savoring delicacies was that she uses a very special ingredient which is available everywhere. When asked the name of ingredient she was referring to, she’d say ‘love’. Love is something you can pour in abundance into your dishes and it’d never be sufficient for the dish you make. It is the only ingredient which you can keep on adding to a dish and the dish would go on to become better.   Moreover, when it would be the time to say goodbye to her granny to return to home, her grandmother would give Martha a good amount of money as a token of her love. Martha always used to refuse to accept the money saying that she can get it from

After a journey of not more than ten minutes, the restaurant arrived. The restaurant was not big enough but was capable of comfortably cater to twenty guests at once.  Martha along with both her parents occupied one of the sections of the restaurant. The day being Sunday, they had to wait for around five minutes to find a vacant place. Nonetheless, they found a place and seated themselves. On the two seats that were adjacent to each other sat Martha’s parents, Benjamin and Cindy. In their front sat Martha with the seat besides her being vacant.  The duo still didn’t seemed to be on talking terms, nor did Martha felt the need to inquire about the matter since she’d dealt with enough of it in her own mind. She rather was focused on what to order for her to eat.  As soon as she had entered the restaurant, she was delighted wit

Benjamin quickly got down on his knees as he saw Martha’s left ankle moving abruptly, believing the cause of her pain must be somewhere there only. As he held her ankle in his own hand, Martha very slightly lost balance to which Benjamin raised his other hand for Martha to hold on to in order to balance herself. As he investigated the degree of the cut on her ankle made by the string, Martha balanced herself by holding his father hand and another hand resting on the restaurant walls. Honestly, she didn’t feel any sort of pain even if the skin was cut deep by the string, for she was finally able to see his father being sensitive and precautious towards her which she felt was enough to survive even the greatest of pain.  In a nutshell, she wasn’t experiencing any sort of pain but was rather delighted. Her mother soon arrived at the scene as Benjamin was keenly engaged in determining the nature of the wound. At prima faci

 “At least I can share my feelings with a tree” smiled Martha. “Everything would become normal as it was once we had reached granny’s place. She’s the only person at this time I can think of who’d understand me. Of course Matthew as well but it’s impossible for him to reach out to me and hug me tightly and say repeatedly how much he missed me and how worried he grew when I didn’t show up at the Sunday gathering. I wonder if he’s even missing me or not. If yes, I hope he misses me in a good way and not curse me for not meeting him today” she again lost in talking to her own self.   She just waited patiently to reach to her granny’s home which, as per Martha, was just half an hour away from where they were driving. So lost she was in her thought that when she came back to the reality, she found the window next to her was all covered up