There was a bewildered silence in the car and I craned to align my vision with his in the crowded car and that's when I saw it.
Our friend got the wrong fruit. I don't know who taught him the association with fruits though.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Wrong Fruit
It was Fathers' day. We were in the car with Derod's immediate family, heading for a meal in the heart of town with my immediate family. As we came out of the Nicoll Highway and was about to make a right turn to Raffles City, we heard Gabe gave a loud shout of "Mango!"
There was a bewildered silence in the car and I craned to align my vision with his in the crowded car and that's when I saw it.
Our friend got the wrong fruit. I don't know who taught him the association with fruits though.
There was a bewildered silence in the car and I craned to align my vision with his in the crowded car and that's when I saw it.
Our friend got the wrong fruit. I don't know who taught him the association with fruits though.
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