CHAPTER FIFTEEN : LITTLE MOUSE

Sitting quietly in the electrical vehicle. Something new I was able to experience but… definitely not this way.

The streets was bumpy and not being use to seat in such remarkable machine, I feel my bum hurt at how much I actually bounce on the flat surface.

I look in front of me and an elderly gentleman. Dark olive skin with short salt and pepper hair stare at me with such earnest gaze, stabilising himself with his cane which he place in between his leg.

Wearing a coat, but with white inner shirt, I knew he was a butler for this MacQuoid family.

He smiled at me and say. " You'll get used to it, my dear. Wealthy man in this town has gotten advance with their way of life yet the road of Centralia is still taking their time to get used to it. Soon, we'll have smoother road and more of this electrical vehicle. You'll find yourself enjoying the smell of gas than the droppings of horses in the street."

I nodded. Smiling a little.