Plastic ruffling sounds, wooden knocks and muffled screaming seemed to be coming from inside.
They moved towards the sounds stealthily, making no noise at all. They looked at each other and nodded. Bam! They kicked the door down and went in. They…
Sitting at the top of the bow, Bob was wearing a weaved-fedora and sunglasses, looking relaxed. He told his son, “I took my shoes and socks off, it’s easier.”
His son replied him, “Don’t come down yet, I’m coming.”
Standing under the bow, with a camera slung across the body, hair tied up in a bun, and following a small boy around.
“It’s such a hot day today but there’s cool breeze.” She texted.