“What exactly are we here for?” I asked myself to get to the backyard’s balcony. The balcony is long and stretches across the roof of the bungalow. Other people were sitting on summer seats by their doors, watching the beauty of the pool, the coconut trees with so many lights, and many people swimming in the big pool.
“Hello.” A man said. He was standing by his door, his room was close to mine, but on the left side, that should be room 20.
I smiled at him and focused on watching those who were having fun in the pool, and it was then I saw him, sitting at the edge of the pool, with another lean white man, or, maybe I should say slim because he wasn’t that bony, and with the way he moved his head while he spoke, he looked like one silly pawn of a friend.
“Hey, don’t you understand
