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Then came the avalanche.
By 7:30, the front door became a revolving portal. Vikram left first, briefcase in hand, pausing to touch Amma’s feet. “Don’t wait for me for dinner,” he said to no one in particular. Then Rohan, hair combed, shoes on the wrong feet, ran out with his father, his tiffin box clanging against his hip. The house exhaled. savita bhabhi 110
She leaned her head back, just for a second, against his shoulder. “I’m fine.” Then came the avalanche
