Nortey Jr., Sam - Thumbwars [Avidbook, MF, Contemporary, New/Young Adult, Urban Fiction] Chapter Ten
“ ,” rang out a voice from below. Rousing from the slumber to which I’d recently succumbed, I listened to the voice below.
The repetition of the words coupled with the stresses on various consonants made the words appear to be part of a song.
Accompanied by this singsong advertisement was the inviting aroma of hot, roasted, fermented cornmeal, and fried fish.
I got up from the bed and walked to the window. I only saw the backside of a woman balancing an elaborate tray of fish and other foods upon her head as she walked down the street.
A cockcrow began to cry in such a high pitch that it drowned out the woman’s words. In the midst of these new foreign sounds, I began to closely e
