...Tom got out of the bus and the frosty wind lashed his face. He ran to one of the houses and by pushing the door with his shoulder he got in the warm room. The chamber was a living room and a kitchen at the same time and at the bottom there was an old black stove that was giving the only light in there. Tom threw his jacket on the sofa, stood in front of the cupboards and after taking out some sausages from the fridge he started prepairing the dinner.
The clock on the wall has just rang for eight time when the door opened again and in the room got another man. He was tall and thin, with cold unshaven face and big brown eyes which were now downcast. He shaked off the snow of his umbella and looked round.
"Hi uncle Frank!" Tom greeted and carefuly turned the sausage in the pan.
Uncle Frank mumbled.
"How did it go?" Tom asked worried.
"Bad. They said that I need to have a job to save the house." he said and lied back in one armchair near the stove.
Tom looked down...
2007-02-24
03:23:09
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2007-02-24
03:48:06 ·
update #1