MIRA

He acts like he has no idea what I’m talking about. Why does he look at me like that when I call him my landlord? Does he think I’m joking? Or what? I have no idea but that doesn’t mean he won’t pay for it. For building something huge on my father’s land.

For making Nora and me stay in that thatched cabin house Aunt May left us. It couldn’t be more terrible.

Now I’ve lost my bike too. So uncalled for.

The bike that serves me all these years is now damaged. Where will I get ...