Chapter 32 Thirty One

• I immediately alighted from the tricycle that came to a halt in front of a dress shop across the Shell station. As I pushed the tinted glass door, a woman wearing a simple shirt and jeans greeted me with a smile. She looked to be in her 20s and an inch taller than me, with a petite body that moved gracefully.
• I caught a whiff of her flowery scent as she welcomed me. Her face was bright and her skin was a rich shade of white.
• “Hello, Ma’am, welcome to Katrina’s dress shop. How may I help you?” the woman said politely.