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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 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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