SHORT STORY I looked at her ripe-orange-skinned face and made a - TopicsExpress



          

SHORT STORY I looked at her ripe-orange-skinned face and made a decision i had never made in 26 years. I stalked a stranger. I followed her as she snaked her way between hooting minbuses and screaming minbus touts. I followed her still as she climbed a flight of stairs of two storey building. When she walked into an internet café my eyes escorted her. I followed her and suddenly I decided that I had a mail to check and some things to send. Pretty faces really make men do things. I walked to the reception area,with much ceremony,that I wanted internet service. The owner of the café, a balding man with a beerbelly called a name. Sandra,Escort him to computer number 12. When i learnt who Sandra was,my heart did a somesault. So she was Sandra, huh? There was a mighty desire to strike a conversation with my Sandra but it was quickly shelved when I saw a protrait on wall slightly above Computer number 10. Mr Beer belly,and sadly,my Sandra smiled back at us and I neary crashed into another man. No! My heart burned within my chest. (story in progress)
Posted on: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 06:56:36 +0000

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