Aunt Julia 8217 s Friend Shyla
As I was bored with the normal hostel, I had decided to move into a flat for the easiness to go to college. My mom suggested I move out and stay with my aunt Julia. She was a widow as her husband had died 5 years ago. She loved my company. We used to talk a lot over the phone, quite freely. In fact, we even used to flirt. I felt sad when she went into depression and tried my best to help her to recover. She was great to cook. So, I decided to move to her flat. She was a welcoming woman. She...