....when an infant accepts my outstretched arms and laughs when I make funny faces and sounds. Because, it has no expectations. More so, because, I know that I cannot influence it. So when a baby, even for a moment, smiles at me, it is smiling at that minute, small, imperceptible innocence that is left in me.
Isn't it like that knows like?
Anna's Height - Short Story Published on Amazon for Kindle
Anna's Height is a short story told through the eyes of six-year-old Anna. It's a story about how the very things we yearn for som...
