Down The Deserted Road

   Part 1   She slowly opened her eyes to the gentle sound of her father’s voice, telling her it is time for school. Kajata disliked waking up early, but the melodious sound of her father’s voice, gentle shakes and sometimes even tickles sure made the process better.  “Immoh,” he said.   “Yes, Baba,” she replied. KajataContinue reading “Down The Deserted Road”