Dedicated to that one person who inspired me take up writing. This short story is about A.N, a writer herself. This is not a detailed bio, elaborating on her life. This is about one of those small things that she used to do. That made it worth spending every single moment with her.
Small things, tokens of love, usually end up etched up in our minds, long after they have gone, left us for some higher road.
Dedicated to you A.N, this post below.. This is the best I can do for you right now.
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