The clapped out minibus screeched to a noisy stop and Willies gold teeth glinted in the mid-day sun. It was like looking at a pot of gold.
‘Ok man, need a ride?’
‘Well yes do you know anywhere I can buy a tin of
‘Hanks shack man. Cool’
‘Can you take me there please?
Ever since the little turbo prop commuter plane had dipped her wings to signify Liat flight 563 from Barbados