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Bicycle Pump Part 5
take me to the beginning… My plan worked out pretty well: Esin and I came back home for lunch unnoticed. In the hustle and bustle of lunch preparation, I easily sneaked back to the master bedroom and unloaded the contents of my backpack back in the closet. During lunch, Esin was quieter than usual but… Continue reading
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Bicycle Pump Part 4
back to the previous parts… I looked over to the other side where Ruya, Mina and their brother were anxiously waiting for us to pass. Technically, they were already in “Club waters.” Behind them stretched the private beach with long chairs and striped cushions, matching umbrellas, sun bathing moms and swimming children. A few… Continue reading
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Bicycle Pump Part 3
(this way to the previous chapters…) They did not have swimming suits, so we brought an extra pair with us. They always wore our clothes anyway. They were so small compared to me and Esin, so when our clothes did not fit us anymore our moms gave them to Ruya and Mina. Every time they… Continue reading
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Bicycle Pump- Part 2
Haven’t read the Part 1 yet? This way please… The plan -my plan- was perfect if the gardener’s daughters had not insisted on dragging their spoiled little brother along with them. If he had not come with us, their mother Jamila would not have freaked out and run to our house at lunchtime. I have no… Continue reading
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Bicycle Pump- Part 1
Many thanks to Aisha, Esin, Katerina and Kokia for their valuable contribution to the story. Continue reading
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