She stood there, motionless, shoulders hunched.
Making quiet sniffing sounds.
The mother watched, worried. She could not recall another time like this.
As her daughter slowly turned, tears streaming down her face, she saw the knife in her hand.
Panicking, the mother reached out.
Then she noticed the bowl of cut onions on the table.
This 55 fiction format story is written by Vidya Sury.
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