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The young girl looked around the garden, her pregnant belly bursting through the opening of her jacket. “So I can stay here for as long as I like?”
“Yes. You will help with the housework. If you get a job, you contribute towards the upkeep.”
Karima put her arm around the girl’s shoulders. “Don’t worry, love. Everything will be fine.” Truth was, she saw herself in this girl. In all the women that came to her Home For Single Mothers.
Years ago, Karima inherited the house from an unknown distant relative. She was seventeen. Pregnant. Homeless. It was a godsend.
What a beautiful house! I loved the shade of blue on all doors, shutters and railings.
Decided to go for a positive story of hope and kindness. This story is dedicated to anyone who is beginning a new life or a new chapter in their lives.
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Write a stroy in 100 words or less.
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