Edmond was right: the sun shone so bright in Claremont. There was no grey could hanging in the sky. It was all clear. The street was busier there compared to Easton, with the number of people that were bustling around the street. The place looked livelier, freer and brighter — such a huge contrast to Easton and the forest that Finch lived in.
"Neil!" A loud scream filled with excitement of a girl was heard, making Neil and the rest of his travel companions peer through the open window of the carriage, that was yet to halt. "Stop there! I cannot walk any further!"
"What are you doing there, Shelley?" Shouted Neil at the girl with a grin on his face.
"I've been waiting for you, you silly!" Yelled the girl, rolling her eyes as she stood at her place while the carriage continued to ride three houses away from her. Then it came to a halt in front of a house that was fenced with small oak trees.
