The Wrinkles After supper she removed the "Ramayana" and the rosary from her bed and shook the wrinkles off the bed-sheet. Then she called out to Vicky..."Come son, would you like listening to a story ?" -"No, I would watch a quiz on TV." came the voice from another room. She dropped off to bed, in such a manner that the bed-sheet appeared more wrinkled than ever...even her face.AS A MATTER OF FACT It was midnight. The suburb was concealed by a blanket of stillness. Tired of