She got up at the thought of her husband. She had to go and open the salon and the cash register. If she wasn't there on time, Paul would be furious. He would beat her and she didn't want that. That was another thing. She was the only wife who got regular beatings for any small thing. The other two were never touched in anger. He would pay for that too, she thought vengefully...

The wedding guests were the funeral guests. The very tent that housed the relatives on the night of revelry and celebration of their daughter's wedding, housed the mourners. The same food was served, from the same paper and plastic plates that Daisy herself bought for her wedding. Her colours were red and white...