Source: ET
BY: Humdah Tahir
She took the letters and burned them one by one wishing she could set the memories that haunted her to fire too…
The box was placed between old grimy paperbacks. It had been there for a long time. She could tell by the layers of dust that enveloped it, obscuring it. She removed it from the iron shelves and opened it while her heart slammed painfully against her ribs.
It had been a home for her letters, the ones she had written a decade ago. The envelopes sealed by glue had been opened-mother had read them. She didn’t care. She picked up the first one and went through it.