Tender

Last year I had shifted to Charlottesville, Virginia. The cold winter night of February saw us–my daughter Nola, her two eldest M1 and M2 lugging my newest purchases to the condo. We were extremely tired. In the afternoon, we had vacated the hotel, and had gone on a shopping spree trying to get what we needed to set home for me.

Nola was setting up the mattress in the spare bedroom for herself. I stepped back. My feet entangled in the plastic covering for the mattress, and fell jarring my bones, my toe nail throbbing painfully, one front tooth chipped, a leg twisted, smashed face downwards into the cold floor.

One arm felt tender for days on end. It was a horrible first night in my new home.

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Tender

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