The faces of ten people, who entered the garden after the young boy, were smiling. But Nalt had a troubled state. Even though he took a few steps without saying anything, he could not keep his silence anymore when he reached half of the road built with paving stones.
"Mel, did you just say our new home?"
Pausing at the unexpected question, Mel turned and looked into his friend's eyes.
"Yes, Nalt. Why are you so surprised?"
Mel was unaware, but what spilled his tongue was also reflected in his eyes.
"Are you going to share this second-class residence with us now?
When Mel turned back and looked at the group, he saw the same question in the eyes of all of them. The crowd of boys and girls, covered with filth, were right in front of him. Though they haven't had a full day yet, they were devastated, and there was no need to be an oracle to realize that they couldn't repeat it for three consecutive days.