At the farm
After crossing the woods we got to the edge of the city completely exhausted, being locked up in a cage for long days without doing any physical activity damaged us. Now it was late afternoon, the screeching of the seagulls who flew low and the typical smells of rain in the air warned us that a big storm was about to hit. We decided by mutual agreement to find a shelter and especially something to eat, then, rested and with our stomachs full, we could’ve decided better about our future. Anyway we knew that we didn’t have a lot to choose from, we could stay together to keep playing team ball (but until when, and what could’ve been our tomorrow?), or go our own way. Probably, in the second case each of us would’ve settled earlier and better, but there was an idea that kept buggi
