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Preethika
The one-walled house
She knocked on the neighbour’s door. There was no other option. The rain was becoming heavier and she knew their little house wouldn’t keep them from death. If she could get a small place for the children to sleep at night, that would be enough. It’s only till the rain passes. After that she would somehow patch up the place to live. Jalima was still halfway through the conversation with her neighbour when she heard a loud noise and she knew it was the house.
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