she was trimming the green grass and little kiko was beside her, nudging her knees now and then.
what was kiko trying to do or tell her? was he just playing with her? or was it to tell her to let him have the roam of the grassy patch? that she was in his way?
then dear naughty koko came along, furiously running in between the flower pots.
that set kiko after him and soon both were merrily dodging each other, often running headlong into her, making her laugh.
the dawn was cool and balmy, a quiet breeze teasing the fresh leaves. the sky was bluish with a tinge of young gold. the day was new and sparkling. tiny birds were already chirping happily.
she was intoxicated by the fragrance of the blooming jasmines....
an oasis......
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