Another figure now emerged from the undergrowth. Imagine my surprise when I recognised Cameron MacLarken . ‘Cameron!’ I exclaimed. ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘Carmen … if you don’t mind!’ Cameron responded testily. ‘Yes … Carmen!’ affirmed Viviana, wrapping a protective arm around the little fellow’s sequin-spangled shoulders, ‘La mia piccola Bomba Brasiliana!’ ‘Of course,’… Continue reading ‘CARMEN’
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