| Tanzanian Peabodies The best coffee is smuggled with love. |
| Greetings, StephBee I found your item while cruising through random reviewing. The unusual title and brief description brought me to a screeching halt. I knew your story would be 'a must read'. At first glance, I considered the possibility of an unreliable narrator. The statement was broad in scope, akin to 'all men who live here drink black coffee'. This initial niggle was clarified as the plot opened. The excellence of the coffee was well known. First person POV stories are my favorites because we can 'hear' the MC's thoughts. I enjoyed the combination of intrigue, action, adventure, and humor. Before reading this, I'd never thought of the shape of coffee beans. Now I have to wonder if it's true. Also, the silly name Miztypoo (and no laughing at me allowed) prompted me to run a Google search. When the woman brought food to Clyde, I was certain she would reveal him as a smuggler, or steal the coffee. I was wrong, and the adventure began. Since Bonnie had already spoken of the need for perfume, why would she later say, 'just in case'? Were the guards less likely to suspect they were smugglers? Oops See Grosenwitz, is snuggled comma splice “Perfume?” She suggested. she suggested. Coffee outlawed? The desire of the dictator's son and the fact that Bonnie knew about it tickled my fancy. She must have seen more than a few attempts. The smashing conclusion left me with a smile. Yours was a wonderful story that answered the prompt in a unique way. Most imaginative and impressive. Respectfully reviewed by, Nixie ** Image ID #2212245 Unavailable ** And
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