WORLDWIDE | Monday, 23 Apr 2012 | Views [333] | Scholarship Entry
She sits cradling her dead husband’s body, gently stroking his forehead. "You were such a good husband," she says tenderly "why did you have to leave us?" The room they are sitting in is bare; a coloured hand spun rug on the floor the only decoration.... Read more >
Tags: Travel Writing Scholarship 2012
