She appeared in an ocean green robe, fresh from shower perhaps. A money plant grew on her window sill. She looked at the shining leaves uncoiling towards the daylight.

“Why are you not wearing the shirt?” Ria bumped in to the room.

“Oh! Yes. I was going to.”

I took my eyes off the window.

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