Monday 2 March 2015

55 minutes past the third chapter

Joshua hillcolmn was never too young a man. Always aheaf if his time.
Even when he was born, his mother became his grandmother before her dues.
Even though. Joshua had tried his best to make time catch up with his life style.
'More tea?' Asked the aging christian cultist.
'No, thank you' drully replied Joshua.
It was a fine sunny day, and the christian was trying out the new sugar routine with tea instead of coffee. He edgdd closer to Joshua with an anticipating sneer
'More...' he drew out the word like a violin string on the brink of breaking '...Sugar?'

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