There was a woman sitting contentedly at the bus stop today. She had a green knit hat. It looked homemade. I sat next to her on the small bench, pulled out my textbook to read (exams next week). She asked…
The blog of Sholeh Samadani Munion
There was a woman sitting contentedly at the bus stop today. She had a green knit hat. It looked homemade. I sat next to her on the small bench, pulled out my textbook to read (exams next week). She asked…