Tensions and Good Times

While the tensions that had built up in Bicycle Palace still weighed heavy on Brume's shoulders, his brother Efe still drove around town with Aisha, yet to find a perfect place to hang out. His fuel tank was running low, and he had to keep his attention on the fuel gauge, as well as on the road, looking for the nearest fuel station.

The ride kept becoming longer than the silence in the car, and Efe instantaneously changed his mind and drove to his house. By the time he got to the gate, the fuel tank was empty and he had to push the car into the compound.

"This place is beautiful," said Aisha.

"Well, thank you." Efe brought out the house key from his pocket and handed it to Aisha. "Go in and make yourself comfortable while I go get fuel with a jerry can."