I first learned that Ditha was a human when my father one day tested my learning about numbers and counting.
"Son, how many animals are in our courtyard?" he asked me one afternoon in early fall before the winter rain began.
Ten," I replied with a triumphant smile.
“No. Try again,” he encouraged.
Eager to prove my prowess, I counted on my finger...
Thus, with no critical task to complete and three hours left on the clock, the teens played. Roaming here and there with no purpose. Unraveling their work to do it over. Counting the numbers of circular lights on the ceiling. Crouching in the corner, no longer attempting to hide the fact that they were texting, rather trying to give their aching...
Over time, Lily and I grew fonder of each other. I thought about it and realized that we had fallen in love with each other. However, neither of us openly expressed our love. The circumstances separated us.The last letter,she wrote to me was never delivered to me. This i found many years later.