C66 Iris

But then, the door flung open and lights turned on.

A weak-looking woman walked into the room, she looked around and then strolled to the middle of the room and sat down.

She dropped her stick by her side and stretched for a picture book.

She opened it and adjusted the glass frame on her face, her shaky lips curved upwards as her fingers brushed through a little girl's photo.

"My child