Tring-tring the phone rang. Reema was busy in the kitchen. She came running wiping her wet hands on her kurta haphazardly. She was expecting this call.
"Hello?" She said.
"Ya Reema....." Her husband Vivek said slowly.
"So?" Reema held the phone tight.
"The doctor just confirmed it." Vivek said.
"Okay..." Her voice trailed off.
"I'm coming home. Lets talk then. Bye." Vivek hung up.
"Bye." She placed the receiver down slowly in its place.
She walked back towards the kitchen and continued doing the dishes. A tear fell from her eye into the wet basin.
The cancer was back. And this time it was in the last stage. She had fought a hard battle four years ago. But this time she knew she had already lost it.
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