The hand I was waiting for

The Red Frock It was a cold, rough winter morning. A nine-year-old girl was searching for something she couldn't seem to find. Outside the room, a woman hurriedly packed a tiffin and a water bottle i...

ShreyaShe is a young aspiring author who finds joy in writing and expressing herself through words she hopes her stories reach hearts,inspire,reflection,and remain readers that every voice deserves to be heard.This book marks a special step in her journey.