Found Me A Dollar Worth

HAZEL -

As the vehicle approaches closer, I squint my eyes hard, f ocusing on the obscure figure behind the wheel.

The shape of the dark silhouette appears to have a bob cut around the head.

Hmm looks like a lady.

Something isn't quite right...why would baba ( dad) opt-out of driving his personal car to fetch me?

In all my four months of spending time at his home, I had never witnessed him in any other vehicle but his own.

He's hired employees to drive the delivery cars. So it was incomprehensible why he would need to get behind the wheels of one.

An unsettling sensation crawls over me. I begin retreating backward slowly without breaking my eye contact with the car.

My grip tightens on the duffel straps slung against my shoulder.

A couple of seconds later my eyes distend in extreme alarm. Accosted by none other than Hamdard bulging neckless face.

This was baba's favorite employee whom he had selected as a potential suitor for me to marry. I had rejected Hamdard's abhorring shameless