“Hey buddy! Tomorrow is my entrance test. Will you give me a ride?” Sam’s call woke up Darren.
“Sure! I’ll be happy to help. I will pick you up at your lodgings,” Darren replied cheerfully, although, not fully awake.
He went to church that day, a place he had never been for years and repented for his sins. But, strangely, when he returned, he was a changed man. A shadow of doubt showed up on his face, again.
“Please hurry! Only ten minutes before the exam commences!” They heard one of the watchmen shout, as they reached the gate of Barnett’s.
They were the last ones to arrive, but, it was not Darren’s fault, Sam had insisted him to report just 25 minutes before and he had managed to save 10 minutes owing to rash driving.
“Stop punishing your throat! You fool! Don’t you see? I am ten minutes early…
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