The Ordeal
Amma's question was posed with genuine worry, her motherly instincts urging her to address whatever discomfort Rithanya was experiencing.
"Yes, Amma. I want something to drink. Cane juice?" Rithanya's response was soft, a contrast to the previous outburst. Her request for cane juice seemed like a yearning for refreshment—both for her parched throat and perhaps for her spirit.
"Driver, please pull over when you see a cane juice shop," Amma instructed the driver before turning her attention back to Rithanya. A mother's concern and curiosity intertwined as she prompted, "So, tell me. How are things?"
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