Miracles on wheels
The thing about love is it happens in the unlikeliest of places. Corners. With strangers whom you never met before or shall never meet again. It’s wordless at best. Gestures. On an exhausting bus recently, love welcomed back silence in her own innocent way. A little girl, less than one year old, was crying a G7#. The only difference being her voice wasn…
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