Chapter 32
"Shut up," Angelina said in a small voice, leaving him to go to the bus as he followed her cue.
Nathaniel grinned cheekily and shook his head amusingly - his Angel has different skin-like onions, and he couldn't wait to peel all and explore.
The bus was long and blue, and the black two-axis wheels were firm to hold the balance of the bus when moving. Nathaniel hadn't got close to a bus like this before. This was his first time seeing a bus close and touching it. He had been sheltered all his life, and he had his driver since he was a kid before he was gifted his first car on his sixteenth birthday by his father.
Angelina entered the bus with ease: well, for all her life, she'd been transported on the bus, and the journey ride was always enjoyable when she was at home (Nigeri
