As I sat there brooding and worrying about my son, a lady of about my age walked up to me. She said she had been watching me from afar and that it looked to her that I am in deep pains. I smiled at her and thanked her for showing concern and then told her that I was ok. I expected her to leave but instead, she sat down by me touched me and said “You can Share. A problem shared is a problem half solved”
… warning me to stop disturbing his wife and that I am old enough to care for myself. Even when I had an issue with my result, the same thing happened. I can’t bear this anymore so please send me money…” …. he lamented.
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