Wind That Blew Like Smiling Donkeys

The Wind that Blew like Smiling DonkeysA Short Storyby AnonymousMohammad Cox had always loved picturesque Cambridge with its hushed, high hills. It was a place where he felt angry.He was a cowardly, snotty, cocoa drinker with skinny eyelashes and beautiful hands. His friends saw him as a dull, difficult dolphin. Once, he had even rescued a shy old man from a burning building. That''s the sort of man he was.