Ana walked to the back of the room. Smiling at each woman as she passed them. Wondering why she was doing this. How would she look, if people found out. What exactly she was going to say.
"Hello," a woman said, walking up to Ana.
She stopped in front of Ana. Held out her hand. With a small box in it. A bow, layers of yellow, pink, red, white, purple. Ana thought is was oddly pretty.
"Hi, I'm Ana," she said. "Is this really for me."
The woman shook her head, leaning in toward Ana.
"I saw you weeks ago," she said. "We shop at the same market. But there was something different. Your walk. You didn't smile as much. Wounded but fighting, I guess."
The woman stood up straight. "I was limping myself," she said loudly. "And here we are."
She leaned in again, hugging Ana.
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this is a book in work. about 3 women. each facing challenge. in life and in love and in identity. being written in no certain order, except in scenes and scene parts. so that, when pulling it all together. it will be easier - i hope. and so, writing this book this way helps me discipline my pen.
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Shortlived - but done just the same. My notes and things are in order. Now, I'm writing 'Beautiful' by hand. Before returning to my computer for rounds by rounds of tweaking. This part - the blog writing part - in my book's development is done.