Love was for fools.
She boarded the bus and then the Skytrain and walked home still ranting in her head against her mother, her father, ‘her uncle’ and all men in general. She slammed the door to her apartment behind her in a rare fit of rage. She put her bags down and sat down, trying to get a grip of herself. She knew that she mustn’t allow these fits of rage to happen. They were not right. She had to distract herself. She picked up her shopping and put it away. She put her college stuff away. She straightened the cushions and cleaned up her already immaculate dressing table and finally she came back down to Earth.
Lily put the TV on, but there was still no news that interested her, so she ran another bath and put some of her new oil and bubble bath in it. Jasmine again. It was suppose
