The Blaring of Horns: A Short Story

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The 5th of February is a day I will never forget. I was in a bus on my way home, when I got a text from my sister.

It was a cool evening, the wind blew gently against my skin, but suddenly I began to feel hot, so hot I wanted opening the windows only for me to discover the bus windows were wide open and I wasn’t in my room. Read More »