"Where to sir?" the driver asked the moment I came out of the boutique.
"I really need to have an ice cream. After hours of being in there, a person needs an ice cream."
I really need to have something that will ease my hot heart from all I've gone through.
Having an ice cream will do half of the job.
"Where exactly do you want the ice cream from?" he asked.
"Anywhere is okay. Honestly I don't have anywhere in mind."
Having an ice cream at my leisure is something I've never experienced since my parents died. It's still something that seems like a dream to me.
"Okay."
He started the car, and off we went to get a much needed ice cream.
*
He stopped in front of Mr Fans.
"We're here sir Binna." He announced.
"Can you please call me Bin? I don't think I can survive being called sir
