Aisha

“STOOOP!!!!!” Aisha stomped hard on the brakes, bringing the rickety Datsun to a screeching halt in the middle of the pedestrian crossing. The lights were red, how had she missed that? In the periphery of her vision, Imo’s jowls quivered. His head bobbled round to face her, eyes wide behind his round owlish glasses. “PullContinue reading “Aisha”

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