The news I was hearing began to blast around me, also jolting my thoughts about. It was Arleta, being a separate world from Glasgow, Scotland.
There was a change, and I discovered that the wind that blew some days ago, was the reason. I noticed tourists going to visit Arleta, but how they started travelling there was a concern to me.
Angus wasn't available as usual, as busy as he was. But, I could still reach him on the phone and call his attention to what bothered me.
“How's Arleta?”I said, as soon as the call I put through Angus was received.
“Dark and dull, as usual, dear.” Angus replied, his voice reflecting clear tiredness. “I have just three more days to spend here.”
“Honey, you just left me…” I teased him, aiming to make him laugh.
“How?” Angus retorted. “Didn't I tell y
