She was an old lady who lived on the other side across the street. everybody was celebrating with their mothers or their kids. But the lights were off at her place, I asked my mother about her she said she had recently moved to our neighborhood and she had neither a husband nor kids.
The very next morning I baked a cake and headed to her house she opened the door. ”Good morning, this is for you.”, I said. She smiled to me. I gave her the cake then she asked me in. She made me a cup of tea. And to tell the truth it was the tastiest cup of tea I have ever had in my entire life.
By Zeina Jarkas
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