A writer's haven

Adesua tried on Bottega Veneta Sunglasses at the Great City Mall in Zurich. “What do you think?” She asked Wole, striking a pose.  “I think it’s a bit large for the shape of your face. Here, why don’t you try this?” He picked another Bottega Veneta sunglasses from the display shelf and handed it to her. “Oh, I like it,” Adesua said smiling. “I’ve got an eye for good things you know.” Wole winked. “You sure do.” Adesua blushed lightly.   They had been shopping all day. Wole bought Tonye many lovely clothes, shoes and toys. “Mummy, I’m hungry,” Tonye whined, holding on to her arm. “Me too,” Adesua affirmed. “Why don’t we stop at the food court and get something to eat?” Wole suggested. “Yes, let’s get food. Where’s the food court?” Adesua asked smoothing a tendril on her forehead. “Why don’t we look at the mall map or better still, ask around?” “I think it’ll be better to ask around. I’m too famished.” Adesua stated. They found the food court ten minute...