The Gift

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She was not there.

Of course, she did the work. She wiped the sinks. She did the wash. She peeled the taters. Washed the floors.

But she was not there.

Not when people stopped by. Not where there were any windows open or any blinds up.

She’d been smuggled to them as a child.

A gift.

From someone.

To the man and lady of the house.

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Smuggle in 66 words

 

23 thoughts on “The Gift

    • Thank you, Dora. No, unfortunately, it is not a thing of the past. It goes on in many places in the world, including in so-called developed countries, where it is often hidden or explained away as something else. It also comes in many forms, and is important to be talked about. We cannot shine a light on something one does not see as real. Na’ama

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