The question could not reach his brain, even if it came out of his mouth and entered through his ears. Mel, who had lost the ability to think, was only lamenting. Although he asked the same question thousands of times during the hours he spent at his home entrance; he still could not find the answer.
"Mel, when did you arrive?"
If Kristin hadn't taken her eyes off her guests and looked out of the window, perhaps the young boy would stay there until morning. Mel managed to get out of the whirlpool of thoughts with the voice of his lover.
"I, I don't know!"
When the young girl took his arm and pulled him, Mel followed him like a lifeless puppet. Inside of his magnificent body seemed to be full of straw. He was unable to resist.
"What happened? What did Kasper say?"
Marvina's eye was not seeing him. While reflecting on the tension of hours of waiting in her short sentences, she couldn't know how to adjust the volume of her voice.
