“Doll” here, was no one else but me. I am born from her, I am her daughter. But trust me till today I have seen nothing in her that matches mine, expect for few common things we share being women.
“Be quick you nuisance, how long do you need to find a contact?” she yelled turning to me, without slowing her pace and her sudden yell startled me. Loping behind her I extended the cell towards her…“O! Come on Rita! Hand it over to me, quick… fast” I had to increase my speed to reach her and loping further placed it on her hands.
Read the rest on https://www.trickylane.com/obscure-reality-of-my-life-episode-4/