“Come, Mano. We’ll sleep close tonight.”
“Can I bring my dolls?”
“Couldn’t you put them on the floor beside the cot?”
“They’ll be lonely. Please, can they come too?” Mano looked at her mother with wide eyes.
“Very well. But no wiggling.”
Mano giggled. “Mama, dolls don’t move.”
“That’s very considerate of them.”
“Pandita, may I close the curtain. It’s so bright outside.” Anandibai said.
Rama shrugged. “I want the curtain open. I’m watching for the first star. My brother and I used to watch stars.” Rama breathed deeply. What a day.
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