uo; remarks were both congratulatory and well wishing.

The first few months after marriage were blissful. Things were going well at work and the home was an Eden. It was wonderful while it lasted.

“You like the house sir?” Chellappan, the estate agent, brought me back to the present.

“Uh-huh. It seems ok, but for some minor repairs and the paint…”

“Mr. Augustine has promised to get them done.”

“Tell me, why Mr. Augustine is selling this house?”

Chellappan hesitated. On my prodding he uttered one word, “Heartbreak.”

I did not ask any further. But it was strange that I was buying this house precisely for the reason Augustine was selling it.

-----The End-----

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