“Hey hon, do you remember that picture…the picture you had shown me last week at the doctor’s chamber…the one from the travel magazine…a man and a woman standing by the Lake…what was it name…the name was…”

“Hush…doctor had said to be quiet…don’t stress yourself…and I do remember the picture…but, not the name of the Lake…”

“We’ll go there…after the discharge from here…”

“Whom are you talking to…”

“To…where did he go…”

“Hon, I’m long gone…and I’m waiting by the Lake…not that one…but, the one we met…fifty-five years ago…in Kashmir…”

“Time for medicine, Ma’am…attagirl…now sleep…”

“Hon, sleep…now…I’m here…just beside you…see…”

For Bikurgurl’s 100 Word Wednesday Week 112
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