"Eighty seven, eighty eight, eighty...."
Mr Payne was engrossed in counting the logs of wood. He had to be sure of the number. This particular kind of wood was very expensive, and the factory had to pay a hefty amount for getting this from the seller.
Mr Payne did not want even a single log missing, and for that, he decided to stay behind even in the dark to count all the logs.
After some more time, he was done with all the counting. He smiled proudly. He had gained a week's wages as a bonus for this work, and now he could take his wife and Ruth for lunch at the 'Baker's Delight' where they were planning to go for quite some time now.
Ruth and his wife would be very happy with his surprise. He again looked above at the dark sky. He could not understand if it was the absence of light or the covering of the dark clouds that had hindered his view of stars and the moon. The natural light was near to absent.