Pree
I don’t have a clue how many minutes have passed, but my body is now soaked with sweat as though I just came back from swimming. My feet hurt from both the boots and the nonstop walk. On top of that, I feel so exhausted. I am now too far from the selling stalls, so I am too lazy to walk back outside and buy myself a bottle of water.
I regret listening to Su for not bringing a backpack and using a small shoulder-strapped bag instead. If only I had insisted on getting my usual bag, I wouldn't have to worry about water right now.
The shoulder-strapped bag is way too small to squeeze the bottle of water in, but at least there is a package of tissue. So, I whirl the bag to the front and zip open to take out a few pieces of tissue to wipe my sweaty face. Then, I retreat to the shady plac
