But tonight, for fifteen minutes, Anjali Mehta—data analyst, mother, wife, daughter—was just a woman with a cool drink, a hidden list, and one free hand.
She used it to wave at the moon.
But tonight, for fifteen minutes, Anjali Mehta—data analyst, mother, wife, daughter—was just a woman with a cool drink, a hidden list, and one free hand.
She used it to wave at the moon.