Sionara
You will never know when you fall for the wrong one.“Hey! Bata.” I greeted Nora who sat on the porch and sipped her tea. She was in her white pajamas and t-shirt. I wanted to tease her about cleavage but it was my last time meeting her so decided not to annoy her. “Hey! Little boy.” She greeted me back and pointed at the empty chair opposite to her. It was a lovely evening and she had off from work so I wanted to spend some time with her before going to states. She seemed...