Tamara Beric
Joined March 2021
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Dear Grandma
There I stood, not knowing whether to ring the doorbell or not. “I have absolutely lost it,” I thought to myself. I stood there with nothing but my bouquet of flowers — which I haphazardly bought overthinking what to bring to a stranger I know nothing about — and the very thing that brought me to stand on this stranger’s doorstep, the little black book. I ran my finger over the embossed lettering on the leather binding. The letters lined out a D and S.
By Tamara Beric5 years ago in Humans
