Zian stopped the bike in front of his favourite place.
Emma got down the bike and looked at large iron gate with the name written in bold Italics.
‘Little Texas’
‘"What's this place??" Emma asked curiously, as she looked around the calm and quite place.
"It's a ranch." Zian said as he helped unbuckling Emma's helmet.
"Why are we here??" Neha asked.
"This is my favourite place here in London."
"Texas is somewhere abroad right??" Emma asked.
"Yes. America. This place is called Little Texas because the owner of this place is from Texas. He had migrated over here years ago and with his experience at working as a cowboy in some ranch in Texas, he started one here." Zian said and Emma grinned.
"Cowboy?? Like they show in movies and all. Wearing tattered jeans, long thick boots and hats??" Emma asked excitedly.
"The very same." Zian said, smiling at her open excitement.
