They arrived at the central police station soon after and Malee immediately noticed the newly coated paints on the building as well as several other improvements to it. The ground had become larger with several large trees on the premise, giving it a more welcoming look than one would expect from a police station. They…
Month: June 2020
Writers’ Journal #210 – Fried Potato – 93
The stench within the bus and the heat made him dizzy till George had to hold on to the pole besides him. He could only hope the sticky substance he felt on the pole could be washed easily later. The bus swayed and horned as the traffic became heavier as they approached the city’s central….
Writers’ Journal #209 – Fried Potato – 92
The man who walked up to the gangster came back quietly to his seat and sat down. Soon, he and his partner left the shop as well , leaving Malee and her friends as the only group of customers besides the owner who was still shaking by the corner of the shop. George walked up…
Writers’ Journal #208 – Fried Potato – 91
Malee noticed the customers leaving the stall one by one without finishing their meals as the men had arrived. They surrounded the owner into a corner and starting shouting at him. Malee stood up along with her friends to leave the place. She had no intention of getting involveed with them after what had happened…
Writers’ Journal #207 – Fried Potato – 90
“Its not safe here.” whispered Malee. “I am not safe anywhere, am I?” asked George pointing at 2 men who just came into the coffee shop. “They are..” said Malee. “Don’t worry. They are plain policemen. Had been following me since I was in the VIP room.” interrupted George while taking a sip. “The food had…
Writers’ Journal #206 – Fried Potato – 89
“Let’s go somewhere to eat.” said Malee. “How about the coffee house at the top of the street we used to meet?” suggested one of them. Malee was surprised , to say the least. She was under the impression that the place had been changed after she and George were taken into the police station. She nodded….