Chapter 8:
Tales from Beletrie
“Old phone doesn’t last long eh”
Pulling out the cable, I finally added Mako’s contact, “Heya”
She replied with a silly sticker.
Birds chirped as I sat down the dining table, sniffing our lunch as I dug in.
No cars blaring, TV noises and blinding lights…
Just me and aunty.
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