This week’s word is clandestine.
The shopping street was bustling with tourists, locals and temporary stalls that were lined up side to side for the annual Valentine’s Day fair. A little girl picked up a small wind-up doll and ran to her mother, who was too busy haggling for clothes to notice her daughter. The girl watched in amazement as she wound up the doll and it started to walk in a straight line. When the doll stopped moving, Greg saw a bright light followed by a low but loud sound. “Happy Valentine’s,” he said as he started to walk away from the rooftop giving him a view of the whole city.
There’s my take on the word, clandestine. Tell me what you guys think. :)