“But... only for a while, I work tomorrow,” she said, and it sounded more like a warning than information.
“Actually, me too.”
“Okay, come with me,” she said and continued walking as before.
She seemed calm, relaxed, and more composed that I would expect from someone who was always shy. We went towards the darkness of the street, and despite planning to talk, we were silent like there was nothing to talk about.
Houses were built in a narrow valley. Sidewalks disappeared, and we were walking on the road. Each house had a few steps, because they were on the hill, but the real high hills were right behind them. That street couldn't have a single backyard, but the owners evidently didn't mind -they compensated it with huge spaces in between houses. Because the light was rarer and rarer, I
