"Cherline Lindsey, you're too presumptuous!"
The little boy clenched his fists, intending to punch her delicate little face.
But Cherline Lindsey, with quick reflexes, managed to roll up the car window in time.
She felt a twinge of doubt, how did he know her name?
From the TV news?
Or...?
But no matter what.
She was convinced that he had deliberately caused this car accident!
Unconsciously,
She stared at him a bit longer, secretly noting his somewhat mixed-race features, her little mind quickly calculating something...
"You coward! Afraid of death, ghost!"
The boy lashed out with punches and kicks outside, livid with rage, but he couldn't hurt Cherline Lindsey one bit, and in his frustration, he made all sorts of faces at her.
To Cherline Lindsey, these were child's play, not worth mentioning.
She also didn't need to retaliate.
