by Deepam (Susan) Wadds | May 20, 2021 | Creative Non Fiction, Musings
Recently, I received a friend request from a man I haven’t seen since 1978. Funny thing, time, how it compresses as easily as a Rolodex. It is 1976 and I am arrogant, full of wonder and worry as I stand on M’s terrace overlooking the hills of Rome. I am twenty-one...
