THE BEST SIDE OF YAYADAGR8

But he waltzed in No matter – lengthy, greasy, black hair, weary eyes and uninteresting garments; a shiny yellow sleeping bag slung about his shoulder and a white scarf close to his neck. He let the sleeping bag fall to the ground, the comfortable thud filling the silence.The space was lethal silent as he slid the door open up. He wasn’t the fi