§ EXCEPTION §
CHAPTER 028
It was past nine in the evening, the curfew of the town was carried out. Few people were walking on the roads but it was generally adults. Lamps on each pole of the alley were torched, the front lights of the dwelling's front yard were also illuminating the streets. Although no one patrols at night, the town was safe for everyone.
Lena just finished writing her memorandum and reviewing her lesson plan for tomorrow and the rest of the week. Tidied her desk, planners, ink, and books back to their shelves. She broomed the floor, quickly dusted the rims of the cabinets. She returned the cleaning materials to their spots and walked to the door, she looked around and saw one of her feather pens slightly slanted. Unhurriedly, strode to her table and fixed the pen in its perfect position. Waddled back to the door, looked around for the last time. It was perfect. She briefly smiled before turning the light off.