Crowded Truro

Crowded TruroA Short Storyby Random WriterKathy Rockatansky looked at the silver banana in her hands and felt worried. She walked over to the window and reflected on her crowded surroundings. She had always loved crowded Truro with its rotten, rough rivers. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel worried. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Shane Olsson. Shane was a controlling elephant with solid moles and tall fingers.