‘Are you sure this is the way to the bank?’ I asked Asabe as soon as I turned my car into the next street.
With only his bedside lamp on, the room was in virtual darkness.
Continued from last week
‘Finally, it’s official Hubby dear, the president has no advisers.
Sorry I dropped in almost unannounced.
Tahir had just walked into the sitting room, for his daily network news ritual at 9pm, when my phone began to ring.
No wonder you sounded so excited when you called to tell me about it, you have got a lovely new home.