THE MAFIA’S SAINT
I asked, and he stared at me in bewilderment with his eyes bulging.
I wondered why, but maybe it was because of how I’d asked him, once I replayed the question in my head, it sounded weird.
“ Ohh, no no no, not in that kind of way but i mean, can you be my driver?” I asked him. He sighed loudly and nodded quickly.
“ Yes ma’am,” he responded.
“ Goid, I want you to drive me somewhere,” I said.
“ Where Ma’am?” He asked.
“ To the church ,” I said as I wavered my hand towards it.
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