“Wow,way to make a guy feel welcome,callin’ him old.Hello to you too.” He said with a frown.
“I’m Broderick,or Bro for short,I’m from Texas,and I’m not even sure why I’m here myself,but I’m sure as hell not here to be called old and then bombarded with questions.Why the sudden interrogation,anyway?” He tried to ask both of them.If they could ask questions,he should at least be allowed ask one.
"Nice name," the first girl said. "I'm Leyla and this is my sister Leyli."
"We're just curious! We don't get many visitors in our village," the second girl, Leyli, explained. "You've got a really fair complexion."
















