Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Day four

Some say, the worst mistakes of our life, might get better if we accept it as our mistakes. But this time my mistake lead me to my fortune.
"This way...Emma" the old man said and give a nod.
"Sure" I whispered to myself and walked in the black car came in front of me. Moisture, smell of cigars and a fear captured me, as I entered the car.
"our place, driver" said the old man and car didn't stopped until we reached at the outskirt of the city.
          I could see the mountain's trail outside of the window, passing like they were the one who running away. A hone honked louder then I could ever expect. I turn my back and look at the truck, which was following us from the moment we hit the road.
"Its here" driver said with all calm, But mine was about to waived away. I saw him................
                                                                                                    To be Continued............       

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