She raised her gaze and marvelled her eyes in the mirror. Her right hand was still holding the breast, now looking relaxed.
After thorough rumination of the case she dared to look in - to her left nipple. It was not a nipple, she found out after gently turning her three kids fed organ towards her eyes. It was psychic umbilical cord to her deepest fear. Just three days ago her curious index finger had found the lump, just there, just there, just there under the saggy flesh. And then came this lucid dream where she tried to see inside.
She raised her gaze and marvelled her eyes in the mirror. Her right hand was still holding the breast, now looking relaxed. Comments are closed.
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