She was preparing a bath for her nephew when suddenly her eyes fell on that little duck toys, he loves playing with them, throw them here and there and laugh but after that forgets them completely.
She realized how similar her life is with that duck, how people used her for their own benefits, and then forget her whole existence until they need her again.
Like that little duck, have not said any word, she too remained silent, but she decided, not anymore, she is not a pushover after all.
This is in response to Sonya’s three-line tale. I hope you like it. For more details- Three Line Tales, Week 232
Thank you for reading it.