Photo prompt © Fatima Fakier Deria   “We’ll never all fit,” Sultana groaned. “Lots of room!” the driver boomed encouragement even as he tightened screws underneath the van. “C’mon!” Mariam elbowed past her cousin and climbed onto the vehicle, parcels and a flapping hen in hand. “Next one isn’t till dawn.” Sultana looked around as … Continue reading Sardines