Advertisements
Finding it
“Tell me when I’m close to it, okay? Because I have no idea where to feel,” he asked. Pedro slowly moved his trembling hand to the back of his head. “A little to the left, a little more to the back and be careful,” shouted the watching hairdressers. Pedro was as nervous as the startled women, but he was the one with the beetle on his head.
Page 8 of 40