Give me oil in my lamp, keep me burning, sings Suzie, the lead choir singer and my friend. She stands two steps ahead of me and other chorus girls on the assembly stage. Her voice is as beautiful as her face, which has a glow these days. Her dark-brown hair tied in a braid, with a black ribbon at the end, shimmers in the morning sun.
This story was published by Cheap Pop Lit on 27th August, 2020. Read the full story here.
