Story Therapy

  A Delhi mother’s escape into fantasy, her fall into darkness, and the son who refused to give up on her Story: S A Spencer Author of Popular Fictions :  The Pink Mutiny ,  The Black Waters ,  Dream In Shackles The sleeper‑class train groaned through the night, its metal frame shuddering with every turn of the tracks. Asha sat by the barred window, clutching the edge of her shawl as if it were the only thing keeping her from falling apart. Across from her, her son Arjun lay stiffly on the lower berth, eyes closed but nowhere near sleep. Beside him sat Raghav—her late husband’s closest friend—silent, watchful, carrying the weight of two years of unanswered questions. Asha still couldn’t believe she was going home. Or that she had a home left at all. Two years earlier, she had lived in a cramped Delhi flat with peeling paint and a balcony that overlooked a noisy street. Her husband, Manoj, would return late every night—shirt damp with sweat, shoulders slumped, eye...