neelwrites/it’sadownhill/ThursdayPhotoPrompt/fiction/shortstory/04/05/2018
IT’S A DOWNHILL By Neel Anil Panicker Leaning against the parapet of her balcony, Angela placed her hands on the balustrade, her fingers running over the exquisitely carved animal figurines that etched onto the umpteen pillars that stood out like sentinels the entire length and breadth of Angela’s, the mansion that bore her name, … Continue reading neelwrites/it’sadownhill/ThursdayPhotoPrompt/fiction/shortstory/04/05/2018