“But instead of passing by the shoe shop, Gogo went straight into it! Malusi looked at Gogo’s old shoes. There were like worn-out tires on an old car. “How much are those red tackies in the windows?′ asked Gogo.”
“As the bus terminal Gogo sat down to rest. Malusi sat next to her with his feet up on the bench so that he could look at his new tackies. ‘You know, Glogo,” Malusi said softly, ‘these are vey nice red tackies.‘”