Little Mischief

Segun froze to his bones with blood dripping from his hands. His mother's cold eyes had taken his breath away. Iya Agba gets frustrated at the naughtiness of the notorious little children who would not leave her in peace. You know, we can be awfully vulnerable when we don't know where the blood droplets come from or what is going on in the mind of another person. Wide eyes, rapid heart beats, thin air, and a great tale.