Jason*

We drove down the sloppy road and set out for Broken Hill.

During the ride, I had my mind on Jasmine. I feared that I wouldn't have her as my wife anymore.

I had tasted her love and it was worthwhile. Initially, I believed that I could exist without the love of a woman. But what man wouldn't want Jasmine?

Stanley blew the horn of the car making me aware of the chaos in the street. The cop signaled to him and he drove into an open space.

There were men with cameras and news reporters from ...