Police Station...

That bus, does it have a stop at the police station?

How could we reach there?

I pulled Mike near me and whispered in his ears,

"How are we going to reach the police station?"

He laughed,

"That's simple...just sit calmly," I wondered how he will manage to do that, I sat relaxed, laying my back on the seat, it was like a king-size bed for me, I settled down and took a nap,

Mike looked at me and chuckled at how I was able to sleep there comfortably, thanks to my size,

when I closed my eyes, I felt his hands beside me, he kept his arm in front of the seat to make sure I will not fall from the seat if the bus stops suddenly. This little boy is just seven years old but thoughtful as an elder,

I slept quite for a while, the bus' speed was moderate and the seats were soft and comfortable, that movement was like a rocking cradle, what else does a small one-year-old boy need to sleep?

It was so nice but suddenly a high roar startled me,

"Hey kids, this is the last stop, where are your pa
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