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"Ram, what are we doing here?" I ask him again.
"I'm taking you for a holiday, Reema." He says casually.
"But we can't leave now. What about the kids? And mom and dad? Who will take care of them when I'm gone? I haven't informed the maid either." A dozen thoughts were plaguing my mind.
"Darling, I have asked my sister to stay with them for a few days. You have been working so hard all these years, you need a break. Come on now, else we'll miss the flight."
I smile and walk with him to the boarding counter.
This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 8th January 2016.