12 miles away

Life had any exciting he has everyone in the world. My father. My father is a father. Shwebo and 12 miles away from the village. My father is necessary for home prices to buy goods go to Shwebo. The era when modern motorcycles for cars bikes I was a go-between. Well, especially because prostitution.
My father is 12 miles away from the city of Shwebo prices up in those days, the early morning.. Such a happy childhood days. Without that rat comedy to go to my father, as market days up to the end of the day. But my father to return home before the evening bathe. The father has been groomed in advance. It is not to meet in the evening there is no symptoms. Fat and shelter rather studying.