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One True Love


I saw him again.

Our eyes met.

I resisted the urge but conformed eventually. I left the place embracing him. The missing piece in my life has returned.

Back at home, I ripped his top open.

“You taste better than you ever did, my Lays Potato Chips.”

***I Surrender by Celine Dion; in the background.***

Note: Similar to Detox, I was De-Lays-ing for a couple of months. Not anymore. Winter and diet do not go well together.

This  55 fiction format story is written by Usha Amudhan.

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0 23 November, 2009 55 Fiction November 23, 2009

About the author

Born in Singapore and currently pursuing Medicine in China, Usha Amudhan has to her credit Indie Rhythms series in GingerChai. She also dabbles with various other genres of writing. Follow @ushaonthego

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