"Lena?"
Lena could hear someone calling her. The voice sounded familiar.
"Ate?" she whispered.
She felt a gentle hand on her forehead.
"I'm here," the familiar voice said.
"I missed you," Lena whispered again, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.
"I know," the voice replied. "Go back to sleep."
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Under the Shade of an Old Mango Tree
General FictionLena finds herself in a small town that especially caters to a neglected group of society. As she meets new people and explores the unusual place, she uncovers a mystery that forces her to face some heartbreaking memories.
