The Shelter #PART 1( 2 min read)

The door opened after my husband had knocked at it the third time. An old lady stood on the other side, grey hair loose open, dark circle around the eyes that looked tired, wrinkled skin indicating that her age wouldn't be any less than 80. My husband and I stole glances at each other; I … Continue reading The Shelter #PART 1( 2 min read)