Tom opened his eyes and all his senses started to work again.Only now he realised that the periodical rattle of the empty bus had sent him to sleep and had overturned the old book of his knees, which was now lieing on the dirty floor under the front seat. Tom reached down and after he unstucked the cover of one stagnant chewing gum, he put it back in his bag. The night had already feld on the valley, but since it was dark in the bus Tom could see the snowflakes dancing out of the window.The boy got up of his seat and slowly waddled towards the drivers cabin.There on the dark glass were some really interesting inscriptions like "If you're reading this you're too close and you're inconveniencing the driver",that Tom could not read right now but had the luck to had seen during his many journeys to the town and back.The boy opened the door and got it.Inside there was a middleaged man, who had put on his head an old- fashioned cap, making him look like a ruined French man.His name was Oscar
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