The Barking Dog

It was two years ago that I had come to this apartment. I had liked my flat at the first sight itself. I preferred peace and quiet and the flat provided just that. I was exuberant. Excited to start my new career and new life in this new place, I instantly got settled in. Anticipating the first day at work, … Read more

Working—sort of

I work if you can call it that…. I’ll explain in a minute.

My husband of several decades passed away 12 years ago. I froze and starved for most of a year without a job, no car, and living 16 miles from the nearest town. Past experiences with “helpful” social workers left me preferring cold and hungry to applying for … Read more

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