A flashback flashed from Marc's memory. He saw an old house that was not inhabited. The chimney is made of worn wood, observed by two crows. A squawking sound came from the crow's mouth. Flap your wings to move to another place. The same memory came up again and again , Marc muttered to himself. Unlike before, he remembers well when he worked with his parents. It takes a hard struggle to earn a living with difficulty. Especially Marc's family is Jewish.